"You also know we used to have something?" Luo Xiao suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, almost dragging her in front of him. "Twenty-one years, how can you expect me to let go? Xiao Ran, how can you let go so easily? Have you forgotten what you once said?"
"Let go of me! Let go!" Tong Ran struggled hard, but the man held tight. She felt a surge of inexplicable anger rise up, and she raised her other hand, slapping him across the face, "Release me!"
Slap!
The sound of the slap was crisp and clear. Luo Xiao was stunned for a moment, his side face burning with pain. He hadn't expected her to hit him, and his grip loosened.
People around turned their heads to look.
