"Qin Yucen!" Qin Yucen's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire of rage burning in Guan Haoyang's chest, but he still tried his best to restrain his urge to explode, squeezing her name through his teeth as a warning.
Qin Yucen certainly didn't care about his thoughts, "What? Want to lose your temper? Guan Haoyang, it was you who dragged me into the car forcibly. You're asking for trouble! Be smart, give me back my cellphone, and I'll get off the car right away!"
Guan Haoyang's face darkened, "Dream on!"
Qin Yucen didn't care anymore and tried to unlock the door. Yet, Guan Haoyang stretched out his hand to grasp her wrist, pulling her back into her seat, "Qin Yucen, sit still and I'll make sure you get home safely. If you keep this up, I won't be polite anymore."
