Before he could reach her, his fingertips suddenly curled into fists. The strength of his clench made his veins protrude from the back of his hand.
"...Whether it's now or four years ago, you know very well that from the start, I ..."
Ji Yi's soft lips pursed as she didn't see any change in He Jichen's face. She attempted to continue but suddenly He Jichen snarled, "Shut up!"
Ji Yi paused momentarily at He Jichen's roar.
He had a shockingly tough aura about him. Her eyes were filled with fear as she lightly pursed her lips. After a few seconds, she spoke again with less confidence, "Why won't you let me finish? You should know that night four years ago I had too much to drink..."
"Shut your fucking mouth!" He would've been fine if she hadn't mentioned what happened four years ago, but as soon as she did, He Jichen was unable to contain his anger; he was like a monkey with static hair. He now appeared ruthless and cold.
