Anning was violently pushed against the wall by him. Already teetering in her high heels, the shove made her stagger and nearly sprain her ankle. Zexiao was very strong, and his nails dug into her shoulders with such force that it brought tears to her eyes.
Here we go again, every single time—did this man always think so highly of himself? He should just mind his own business instead of interfering with hers!
"What difference does it make whether I’ve been there or not?"
"You!—" Zexiao couldn’t quite articulate the feeling! If the woman that night was really her, if she was truly his first and he... had taken her virginity. And moreover... she had said that he was her second man...
"Tell me, have you gone there or not? Speak!—" Zexiao gripped her shoulders tightly, his nails sinking deep into the soft flesh. A faint scent of blood wafted through the room, filled with fragrant aromas, like a spoonful of chicken essence brightening the whole pot of soup.
But for Anning, the exposed part of her shoulder was being pinched raw by Zexiao’s harsh grip! Especially his eyes, they looked like a wild wolf’s! It seemed as if he would mercilessly tear her heart apart if her answer didn’t satisfy him!
Anning was the type who wouldn’t be pushed around; the more pressure she faced, the more she wanted to resist! The piercing pain from his nails breaking her skin only spurred her to fight back harder!
With all her might, she pushed him away fiercely and shouted angrily, "Yu Zexiao, by what right do you question me ! I’ve already said this is my personal business, you’re not my boyfriend, so what gives you the right to question me!"
Her push was not only meant for Zexiao but also startled Ling Yinuo and the others.
What did Anning’s words mean? She said she wasn’t Zexiao’s girlfriend. So, did that mean everything between them was just Zexiao’s wishful thinking, and the girl had no such intention?
She had never considered this possibility!
Seeing Zexiao about to advance again, Yinuo quickly stepped in to intervene, "Xingxing, Xingxing, don’t do this! Can’t we talk things over nicely?" She signaled to the waitstaff nearby, and they swiftly blocked Zexiao’s path.
Zexiao’s eyes turned red, and he looked enraged like a young lion, glaring at her with all his might, "Tell me, did you or did you not go to Las Vegas three years ago!"
Anning tilted her head back, her voice cutting through the air, "I did go, and I went many times at that. Are you happy now? I didn’t just go on my own, I went with friends too, not just female friends, but male friends as well. What about it! Is it any of your business?"
Indeed, she had gone with colleagues on a business trip. Naturally, there were both men and women together, and she saw nothing wrong with that.
"You really went to Las Vegas?" All of a sudden, Zexiao calmed down. Not only that, there was a struggle in his eyes, and perhaps a hint of—expectation?
He looked up at her, his voice trembling slightly, "Then did you stay at the Caesar’s Palace Hotel?"