The first thing Nan Zhi did when she went in the restroom was to wash her hands.
She scrubbed her hands vigorously as if the strange sensation was still there.
It seemed like she did not control her strength at the time and accidentally pinched it. She went into a cubicle after washing her hands.
Even though she prepared a sanitary pad in her bag, since it had come early, her skirt was still stained a little. Thankfully she had been wearing red, so it wasn't too obvious.
It has stained on her skirt, so…
A dangerous thought drifted into her mind. That man was wearing white pants so he was bound to get stained too…
Oh no!
The man's sharp features, dark gaze, arrogant words and the malicious look that appeared at the corner of his eyes when he raised his eyebrows slightly appeared in her mind. She shuddered.
He was definitely not someone to mess with. He gave out a sense of gloom, ruthlessness, violence and despair.
