บท 17: I Could Leave; Just Give Me Money

Chu Yichen was silent. He stared at her for a second and told the chauffeur to drive, just as Li An'an thought he was going to give her more trouble.

After the convoy left, Li An'an breathed a sigh of relief.

If this conversation happened a few more times, her blood pressure would surely rise. She didn't care, but Chu Yichen had a bad temper and would definitely be angered. Besides, he was very vengeful. She would be the unlucky one.

Bai Feifei walked out of the villa.

"Stop right there. Have you forgotten my warning?! Do you have a death wish? You'd better believe that I'll get someone to cut your face."

Bai Feifei felt jealous every time she saw Li An'an's beautiful face. She was also very beautiful; the doctor had said that her face was his most outstanding work. However, it was simply unnatural after plastic surgery. Compared to Li An'an's natural beauty, it was far inferior. Moreover, Chu Yichen's attitude towards Li An'an was very strange.