She weakly turned her head to the side, "No."
The man's voice came harshly, "Don't play games with me, I'm in a hurry."
Su Xingyu's already sorrowful heart was stabbed and bleeding by his words, she looked at him shaking, "Lu Shifeng, don't be so full of yourself. Who wants to play games with you? I don't care for your camera at all! You're in a hurry? Great, I beg you to disappear in front of me quickly, I don't want to see you, not in this lifetime."
The moment the words left her mouth, her chin was tightly gripped by him, forcing her to lift her head to meet his narrow, dangerous eyes.
He exuded a chilling aura, "Don't want to see me?"
She trembled more but forced herself to straighten her back, stubbornly staring at him.
He was extremely angry, yet his voice turned gentle, "Su Xingyu, fine, you don't want to play games, right? Don't want this camera? Then forget about wanting any cameras ever again—every camera I see, I'll smash it."
