C82 Are You Worried about Me or about Jing Shien

Before Xiao Xiao could finish her words, she heard an intense sound in her ears. Instantly, her words were stuck in her throat.

She watched as Jing Rui Yuan hammered the cabinet beside the bed, his fist was also clenched so hard that it turned green and white.

At this moment, his face was ashen, as though he was wearing a bronze mask