Huo Ze and Xia Tang (52)

Xia Cha ran to the railing and looked at her phone that had fallen into the flower bed. Her mind was blank for a moment.

When she regained her senses, her eyes turned red.

She looked up at the man beside her, whose face was tense.

The hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, tightening and loosening.

After a long while, she said in a hoarse and cold voice, "Young Master Huo, I've hated you ever since the first time I saw you. It's been two years, but your image in my heart hasn't changed at all. Do you think throwing away your phone will stop me from doing what I want to do?"

"I'm telling you that it's impossible!"

She was really angered by his actions. What right did he have to interfere with her matters?

Huo Heng saw endless disgust and anger in her eyes. His pupils constricted and a chill ran down his spine.

"As long as you don't participate in the second round, I'll promise you anything."