I Hate Seeing You Angry the Most

The look in Wang Hu's eyes became even gentler and even more resolute yet also unusually sharp.

It was so sharp that Di Baijun, who had just turned away, subconsciously shifted her gaze back to him.

An unfamiliar sense of panic and loss as to how she should react welled up fiercely within her. She felt especially discomfited; it was as though she didn't even know where she should direct her gaze.

At the same time, another thought also involuntarily came to her—what was the matter with the jerk?

Had he turned silly after beating up a piece of useless trash?

Di Baijun didn't understand. Under the influence of these emotions, it took only a short span of three seconds for her to become irritated.

She, who didn't know how she should react to Wang Hu, instinctively chose the way that she was the most familiar with. Her eyes widened, and she glared at that jerk with her big round eyes before she spoke coldly and disdainfully.

Roar~!