Ji Chicheng looked at him with icy eyes and sneered, "Since she can't be utterly devoted to me, since I make her so tired, and since you like her so much, why not just give her to you."
Having said that, he forcefully pushed Qi Helian aside, pulled open the door, and left with resolute steps, without the slightest hesitation.
"Ji Chicheng!"
Qi Helian, furious to the point of being unable to suppress it, chased after him, rushed up, and slammed Ji Chicheng against the wall, his hand gripping a fist tightly, and he brutally punched him in the face.
Ji Chicheng's mouth was split by the punch, bleeding. He tilted his head, licked his lips with his tongue, and then he smirked malevolently again, snorted at Qi Helian, and then pushed him away.
Just as he turned around, the elevator arrived, and he stepped inside.
