How Many Shirt Have You Destroyed?
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Oh, I can't think of any reason not to be sharp with President Wen!" Yu Anwan replied with an expressionless face.
At the next moment, Yu Anwan was about to pull Wen Jin's hand off her face.
What was this man doing, touching her like this? It was as if they were all affectionate and lovey-dovey.
But before she could react, Wen Jin's hand was already wrapped around hers, preventing her from moving.
"Wen Jin, you..." Yu Anwan was getting annoyed.
"Just to spite me, you know that you're allergic to orange juice, but you still want to drink it?" Wen Jin's tone suddenly turned serious as he questioned Yu Anwan.
Wen Jin couldn't help but feel a shiver down his spine when he thought about Yu Anwan's severe allergic reaction to orange juice. It could be life-threatening.
He found himself in a twisted dilemma. He wanted to eliminate Yu Anwan, but at the same time, he wanted her to meet her end at his hands, not due to external factors.