"I'll have Will pick him up."
"He's asleep, and I don't want anyone disturbing him."
"Then I'll take you back."
"There's no need to trouble Mr. Duke."
"Do you plan to avoid me for the rest of your life?"
"That's because you forced me to."
"Gan Yuan!" The man's voice was full of helplessness and incomprehension, "Why exactly?"
"Why, why, why... There are not so many whys. Because I'm happy, I like it, I'm willing—isn't that enough?" she said, frustrated.
"No!" The man roared, then lowered his voice, "I need an explanation."
"Fine." Gan Yuan shrugged her shoulders. "An explanation, huh? I'll give it to you now. There's only one reason, and that is—I hate you!"
With a light push on the table, she sprang up like a feline, her right foot flying straight toward Huangfu Jue's chest.
The man didn't dodge, standing still and taking the kick squarely on his body.
She landed back on the ground, and he remained unmoved.
"Get out of my way!"