"...Let go of me," An Ruo uttered in a low voice.
Tang Yuchen curved his lips, but his eyes held no warmth, "What, don't you want to cooperate anymore?"
"Let go of me…" An Ruo's voice grew more intense by a notch, and she tried to break free like a frenzied kitten.
The man suddenly released his arms, and An Ruo hastily stepped back several paces.
Her long hair was a bit disheveled, and she smoothed it with her hand, looking down calmly and saying, "Aside from this, make other demands."
Tang Yuchen sneered; she was indeed a stubborn woman, oblivious to her own mortality!
"An Ruo, there's only one chance."
"Please make other demands," her tone was still very calm, with an unyielding decisiveness.
Tang Yuchen gave her a cold glance and walked straight past her.
He rarely repeated himself. He had given her a chance; if she didn't want it, then there would be no room for turning back.