"Let go of you? Let you go and tell me again?" He clutched her trembling wrists tightly, and sneered like a perfect, frightening, loving and fearful beast in clothes.

"Yes! This police station can't report a case, so I'll go to another one! I don't believe you can buy all the police stations in the capital. Let me tell you... There's evidence... You just wait for a prison meal!" She blushed and said, at the end, she couldn't break away, like a fierce kitten biting him on his wrist!

When he ached, his hands relaxed, and a fire surged upward, he raised his palms and subconsciously flung them toward her...