"Don't touch me," Li Xueyue snapped, stepping back to create a distance between them.
"Is this how it is?" Yu Zhen harshly asked. "First you plea to get me back, and now, you're refusing me."
Li Xueyue didn't realize she was going directly against what she wanted in the first place. Her expression hardened. "That was before you violated my trust."
"There it is again, that push-and-pull game you love so much."
"Excuse me?" Li Xueyue hissed, angrily grabbing him by the collar. It was a feeble attempt. He was much taller than her and had predicted her move. Before she even laid a hand on him, he grabbed her wrist and forcibly yanked her closer.
"Do not do this to me again, Li Xueyue. Don't you dare trailblaze into my life and try to wreck it."
"I'm not."
"You are," he angrily said. "You're everting to what you love to do."
"And what's that?"
"Mess with my head."
