His palm was like a pair of pliers, almost making Cen Xi's bones break. Her face paled slightly and her lips trembled. "Qiao Yanze, you're hurting me!"
Qiao Yanze stared fixedly at the extravagant bracelet on her slender wrist. His eyes were full of emotions and anger was surging out from the bottom of his heart.
He pulled her up from the chair with a dark expression.
Cen Xi was caught off guard and she felt a pain at the tip of her nose when she suddenly knocked into his firm chest.
Before she could react, he raised her wrist up to their eye level and his expression was dark. "Where did you get this bracelet from?"
Cen Xi looked at the bracelet around her wrist and said, "I got it from the company's lottery."
"Ha." He gave a sneer.
Would the lottery of the company have a bracelet that has a limited number in the world?