Ye Anhao couldn’t stand the man’s arrogance and dominance, and said coldly, "Sir, are you sick?"
Interfering in her business for no reason—if that wasn’t sick, what was?
The man’s eyes narrowed sharply, and his handso face moved closer, "You’d better not make angry."
"You’re the one who ca looking for trouble. Who do you have to bla?" Ye Anhao retorted sharply.
This sentence instantly made the man’s face drop to ice-cold. In fact, what Ye Anhao didn’t know was that her comnt hit the nail on the head. Even Ouyang Che himself didn’t know why he ca here and was wasting ti with this woman.
The more it went on like this, the worse his expression beca. "Ye Anhao, don’t be ungrateful."
Ye Anhao was secretly shocked, "How do you know my na?"
"I have my ways to find out."
Ye Anhao always knew that this man’s identity was not simple, so when she thought about it carefully, it wasn’t surprising that he knew her na. But her concern deepened. Since this man had taken the trouble to learn her na, it ant he didn’t intend to draw a clear line with her—this was the result Ye Anhao least wanted to see.
She slowly raised her eyes and looked at the man before her, asking in a deep voice, "Sir, we’re even now."
"You don’t need to remind of that."
"Then what exactly do you want to do?"
The man stared deeply at her for a few seconds, not saying a word, and just grabbed her hand, pulling her into the back seat of the car. As soon as Ye Anhao’s butt touched the leather seat, she sprang up as if scalded, but the man pressed her down hard with his big hand.
"Stay still!" Seeing that Ye Anhao still had no intention of being obedient, Ouyang Che threatened, "Move again, and I’ll handle you right here."
Hearing this, Ye Anhao’s face turned pale, and she sat on the leather seat, not daring to move a bit.
Seeing Ye Anhao settle down, the man exited the back seat, walked to the trunk of the car, and took out a first aid kit before bending down to return.
What’s he doing with a first aid kit?
"Turn your face away." The man commanded coldly.
Because of his status, he was used to giving orders, making his words particularly uncomfortable to hear.
Ye Anhao glared at him coldly. Seeing her puffy little face, stubborn as ever, Ouyang Che wasn’t even annoyed. Instead, he extended his hand and domineeringly pinched her chin, turning her face toward him.
They were very close, and Ye Anhao could clearly feel the man’s breath. Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked at him full of tension, "What are you going to do?"
The man squinted at her, asking in return, "What do you think I’m going to do?"
"If you dare do anything excessive to , I’ll call the police!"
"Do you think I would give you the chance?"
Hearing this, a recent news report flashed through Ye Anhao’s mind, and the color drained from her face instantly.
The fear on Ye Anhao’s face didn’t escape the man’s notice. He smirked. After all, she was still too inexperienced to withstand intimidation.
"I’m telling you, for serious criminal cases like murder, the police are required to crack them. If you do anything drastic, you won’t get away with it either."
However, her warning seed to have no intimidating effect on the man.
"Required to crack them?" The man smirked, lightly parting his thin lips, "I’d like to see them try."
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