The Clash

An Yexuan stared at Yun Bixue. His handsome and cheerful face had become icy cold now. With a complicated look in his eyes, he said, "You don't need to be so cautious around me. Chu Fei'er is still alive. I won't do anything to you."

Yun Bixue scoffed and replied, "Ha! An Yexuan, who do you think you are? You think you can do whatever you want to me? Do you think I will believe you just because you say you're not going to deal with me? Let me tell you, An Yexuan, I, Yun Bixue, will never believe a single thing that comes out of your mouth anymore. We are not strangers, we are enemies!"

Yun Bixue's glare was very cold and had a hint of viciousness in it.

Seeing Yun Bixue's glare, An Yexuan felt a pang in his heart. He did not expect the two of them to turn into enemies.

He felt a little dazed as he pursed his thin lips. "We are foes indeed. The leaked video of the incident at the wedding was your doing, isn't it?"