An unfamiliar man's breath washed over her, and in the next moment, Shi Yi's slender waist was tightly gripped by a strong hand. She looked up in shock at the man in front of her, only to see his face as cold as frost. He mercilessly pushed her away, and then took out a brown silk handkerchief to vigorously wipe his hands.
Feng Chengyu's expression and actions conveyed a clear message—he was disgusted by her, no, he was extremely disgusted by her. Otherwise, he wouldn't have done something so insulting.
A spark of anger flared up in Shi Yi's heart. She momentarily forgot their situation and shouted at Feng Chengyu, "Hey, Mr. Feng, is there something dirty on me? Do you have to be so disgusted by me? You... Ah!"
