After hanging up, An Xia sniffed, holding the phone tightly and placing it in the center of her heart. Xiao Nuo's warm voice seemed to still be around her ears.
In this world, she only has Xiao Nuo and Xiao Ya, and only they are truly kind to her and care about her.
"So reluctant to leave, am I wronging you by staying here? Which adulterer called you?" A cruel and cold voice sounded behind her.
She turned her head suddenly, the nerves in her face were pulled, and she could only grit her teeth in pain, staring at the man in front of her who was as handsome as an angel, but whose expression was as sinister as a devil.
She said coldly, "Whoever calls me has nothing to do with you."
"Bring it here!"
He walked up to her, stretched out his hand condescendingly, and ordered domineeringly.
"What to take?"
"Mobile phone!" Thin lips spit out two words coldly.
An Xia instinctively hid her hands behind her back and asked, "What are you doing with your phone?"
His expression was extremely cold and he was really angry.
"Give me!"
"No!" She would only give him the phone if her head was filled with water.
Emperor Yan lost his patience, walked over, grabbed her phone without any explanation, threw it to the ground, stepped on it, moved it a few times, the phone made a fragile sound and turned into a pile of debris.
Her mobile phone was once again destroyed by Yan Shaodi. Is it important to have money? Can it be wasted casually? This is not the first time that her mobile phone has been broken like this.
She was already very frugal, so she couldn't stand Yan Shaodi throwing her phone away again and again.
Ignoring the pain in his body, he stood up with a bang, slapped him in the face without thinking, coldly met his stern, wolf-like eyes, and said, "Yan Shaodi, you bastard!" His whole body was shaking with anger.
He laughed softly and gently stroked the beaten side of his face with one hand. The smile on his lips was as touching as an angel's, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His eyes were terrifyingly cold.
He pinched her jaw and said, "An Xia, who do you think you are? Dare to slap me again and again? Do you not want to live anymore?"
An Xia retorted harshly: "Young Emperor Yan, you don't hit women like a man, so you can't stand a woman hitting you? Who do you think you are, that you can be so domineering?"
He half-squinted his eyes and asked, "Who were you talking to on the phone just now?" So gentle and sweet, the same tone and smile as last time fell into his eyes.
Damn it, he just couldn't stand her smiling like this at other men.
"What does it have to do with you?" The beautiful little face had an indifferent expression.
Her heart and body were in the same pain.
This man was originally a devil, and she had to burn out her head to be moved by everything he did.
He was not treating her well at all, but treating her like a pet. He would reward her with a bone when she was in a good mood, and torture her if she was in a bad mood.
How could she think that this man would protect her, and how could she believe everything this man said?
Yan Shaodi's hand exerted force, and she almost fainted from the pain. She struggled hard and grabbed randomly with her hand, and a thin bloodstain suddenly appeared on his lips, like a beautiful rose flower, so alluring and shocking.
An Xia was startled and forgot to struggle, staring blankly at the blood stains that penetrated more brightly and dazzlingly.
She didn't mean it.
I just wanted to apologize, but then I thought that he had forced him to do all this, and he was basically asking for it. Why should I apologize? I glared angrily at him with eyes that were so dark that they were almost alluring, gritted my teeth and lowered my head.