Shen Hanxing was not angry. After Ji Yan coaxed her, she felt he was cute, and her heart melted.
"I never wanted to talk to him," Shen Hanxing was helpless. "He is a stranger. I never thought that I would meet him a second time. Is he worthy of Mr. Ji's attention?"
"Anything related to you is important to me," Ji Yan's voice was clear and cold. Slowly but firmly, he said, "I care about everything as long as it's related to you." He cared about the way she looked at others, the way she spoke to others, and the way she smiled at others. He was like a giant dragon with a twisted possessiveness, guarding his treasure, unwilling to share it with others. He had already used up all of his self-control to see Shen Hanxing smile at others. Yet there were still people who overestimated themselves. They wanted to covet her and snatch her away from him. They deserved to die!
