An Junxi's attitude made Gu Yikun even angrier. He reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Don't understand? I've been watching you from the room upstairs in the lobby, socializing with Yin Feibai. Aren't you very clever and sociable? How come you don't understand what I'm saying now?"
Because of that phone call, he couldn't work at all in the afternoon. He was so angry thinking about An Junxi being with Yin Feibai that he wanted to kill someone. He came to the VIP lounge in the hotel lobby early, watching every corner of the lobby through the black reflective glass. From the moment An Junxi entered with her arm linked to Yin Feibai's, his eyes had been fixed on her.
He had never seen An Junxi dressed like this tonight. To be honest, she looked very beautiful, different from her usual self. But this version of her was standing next to Yin Feibai, laughing and talking elegantly. It infuriated him.
