Ji Anning didn't speak, nor did she look at Ji Chicheng. She turned around with her head lowered and once again, step by step, walked out of his line of sight.
Perhaps because the heels of her high heels were too thin, it seemed they could barely support her body, her receding figure looked somewhat shaky.
'Thud!'
As Ji Anning disappeared into the vast crowd, Ji Chicheng could no longer control his feelings of jealousy and anger, and he punched the wall.
The moment he saw her again, his numb heart was involuntarily awakened.
In this world, the only person who could make him lose his reason and himself was her, Ji Anning.
He had been searching for a way out, but now he realized the only exit was to possess her.
If she were poison, then she would be the only antidote.
