Lu Yan Locked An'an in the Walk-In Wardrobe

Lu Yan held on to An'an's slender arm, pulling her away from his body. He gave her a baleful stare. "Take back your words. Tell me that you're not planning to commit suicide."

"I'm not… ah!"

An'an cried out, he had pinched her arm forcefully and it hurt her. It truly was painful.

He had merely exerted half of his strength and it was already hurting her so much, she was at the brink of having a broken arm.

The exposed area was completely red and blotchy, it even started to turn greenish.