Ye Anqi coldly smiled, "Sorry, I didn't hear clearly, I only heard a dog barking wildly."
Ya Shitian's eyes turned fierce, and in the next second, Ye Anqi's throat was abruptly seized by him!
Breathing suddenly became difficult—
Ye Anqi grabbed his wrist, trying to pull it away, but she couldn't pry it off no matter what.
His hand was very strong, like a pair of iron tongs, she couldn't budge it at all.
This damn bastard, was he trying to choke her to death?
Ye Anqi lifted her eyes to look at him, seeing his icy eyes, cold expression, cold thin lips...
His whole body, even a single strand of hair, was icy cold.
A shiver ran through Ye Anqi's heart.
It seemed that it was only at this moment that she truly saw the terror and cold-bloodedness of this man.
In the past, he was just pretending, just acting.
Under his splendid exterior lay the heart of a devil.
Fortunately, she had already seen through him...
But why did her heart still feel so sad?