He was nothing like the man she remembered him to be. He looked unkempt with messy hair, bloodshot eyes and stubbles on his chin. Coupled with the stained, filthy shirt and jeans he was wearing, he painted a totally different image compared to the refreshing, shy and beaming Zhu Zhenli who chased after her for two years in university.
"It's you, isn't it?!" He snarled, his eyes looked as if he was ready to chew her to pieces. "You're the one who reported me to the police! How dare you!"
Lei Liqiu's eyes widened in disbelief. Fury took over her fear and she hollered back. "You're still talking about that?! Who's the one who brought me to that fucking bar?! Did you enjoy the money you got from selling me, you bastard—hmphh!"
Zhu Zhenli clamped down on her mouth, hissing. "Shut up! Raise your voice again and I will kill you!"
