You Can Think However You Like!

"What? Are you afraid that I'll die and can't atone for my sins?!"

His palm tightened as he averted his gaze from her face. "You can think however you like!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he carried her and walked towards the main door!

"Shi Yuting, put me down!" She was still struggling violently.

However, Shi Yuting still carried her out of the main door and had no intention of letting her down.

"Let go of me! I hate you so much right now! I hate your touch!"

Weiyi's words stung Shi Yuting. He looked down at the woman in his arms. A hint of hostility flashed across his eyes. "You hate my touch?"

Meeting his cold gaze, the image of him talking and laughing with another woman flashed across Zuo Weiyi's mind.

"That's right!"

While he was distracted, Zuo Weiyi struggled and broke free from his arms. She turned around and walked into the house.