“D-Did you just hit me, Jinhuan?!” Yin Anran couldn’t believe her own eyes. She gave Qin Jinhuan a death glare, her eyes tearing up as she did so.

On the other hand, Qin Jinhuan had a cold look on his face; there wasn’t the slightest hint of warmth in his tone as he said, “How dare you lay hands on my woman? Do you have a death wish?”

Immediately, Yin Anran understood what was going on. She felt her chest burning with rage and had to stop herself from ...