Chapter 1098 He Is Angry (7)

Annelle was led to dance by him, and her soft and boneless hands were squeezed very hard by him. Finally, she couldn't bear the force and frowned.

"It hurts..." She protested in a low voice.

Ye Sijue didn't say anything, just waited for her to look up at him, otherwise, he wouldn't reduce the force.

This was the first time that Anelle felt this side of him. She was a little helpless. Finally, she raised her eyes helplessly and looked at him, saying in a weak voice, "Ye Sijue, can you be gentler? You're hurting me."

Ye Sijue's eyes were deeper than usual. He stared at her and said in a dark voice, "It hurts? When you left, did you ever think that I would feel pain too?"

Annelle, "..."

She didn't expect him to say that.

"I..." She hesitated, as if she wanted to explain, but didn't know what to say.

What should she say?

Say that her fiancé came to pick her up, so she had to go home?

She knew that if she told him this in person, he would never let her go.

But she had to go at that time.

Anil lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry, I had to go home at that time, so... I didn't have time to say goodbye to you."

Yesijue raised a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth, and his tone was like a question, "Must go home? Go home for what? Get engaged?"

Anil paused and shook her head.

She wanted to say that Chris's grandmother was in poor health and wanted to see her, so she had to go back.

But she didn't know if such a reason was an excuse for Ye Sijue, or what it meant to him.

Although that was Chris's grandmother, she and Chris grew up together, and her grandmother also watched her grow up, so she had a deep relationship with her grandmother.

The time of a dance passed very quickly.

For the first time, Anil felt that staying in Ye Sijue was like suffocating. His eyes were too oppressive, as if he was going to tighten her.

So when the song ended, she wanted to leave.

But Ye Sijue hadn't finished his words yet, how could he let her go.

Anil frowned, twisted her wrist and said, "Ye Sijue, let me go first."

"No." Ye Sijue uttered two words, his face grim.

At this time, a figure came over in a flash, stretched out his hand very skillfully, trying to take Anil from Ye Sijue.

Ye Sijue's eyes were stern, and he met Chris's eyes. The two secretly fought a few times.

In the end, they each grabbed one of Anil's hands.

Chris curled his lips slightly, looked at Anil calmly and said, "Anil, come to me."

Ye Sijue narrowed his eyes and said in a dark voice, "Xiao Meng, come to me."

His eyes seemed to be begging, come back to me.

Anil's heart fluctuated, she looked at the two people in embarrassment, and suddenly seemed like a lamb that had lost its direction.

"Can you... let go first?"

Feeling the gazes of others, she felt very embarrassed.

Chris stared at Ye Sijue.

The two let go of their hands at the same time.

Ye Sijue looked at Anier with burning eyes and said again, "Come over here, we haven't finished talking yet."

Chris, on the other hand, seemed very calm and said with a smile, "Anier, it's late, we should leave, grandma is still waiting for us to go back."