Thanks?
He Jichen suddenly had the impulse to strangle her. His pupils enlargened and his fingers started to tremble.
He looked at her delicate face with a fierce expression as though he'd just reached the very peak of his anger. Then he suddenly chuckled, "Thank me? What's there for you to thank me for?"
"If I remember correctly, I slept with you four years ago and gave you money, yet you didn't even take a cent!"
"So I should be thanking you instead!"
As he said this, He Jichen sneered and stared into her eyes. With a ruthlessness even he couldn't explain, his words were overbearingly harsh and degrading, "Thank you for your generosity! Thank you for letting me take your virginity for free!"
Ji Yi felt the stab of a razor-sharp knife as her face was instantly drained of blood.
Her hands instinctively balled into fists.
