Huo Xiaoran had long legs and quickly caught up to Qiao An. He grabbed Qiao An's hand and said anxiously and helplessly, "An'an, even if you want me to die, you have to give me a reason, right?"
Qiao An slapped him. "Huo Xiaoran, let go of me. I'm disgusted by you."
Huo Xiaoran was stunned by Qiao An's slap. As he looked at her in shock, his mind was a blank.
He'd never seen such intense disgust in Qiao An's eyes.
Qiao An pushed him away and ran.
Huo Xiaoran suddenly hugged her tightly and roared crazily, "An'an, if you want to divorce me, you have to at least let me die clearly, right?"
Qiao An said excitedly, "Huo Xiaoran, let go of me. I don't want to see you at all now."
