He darkened his face, and his left palm happened to touch a big stone.
In the next instant, that unfortunate stone silently crumbled into powder.
She cried for a while and gradually calmed down. When she opened her eyes to sneak a peek, she saw him venting his anger on the stone, which scared her into gasping for air, and the trend of her tears showed no sign of stopping.
Changtian coaxed her gently for a while but found it had little effect. Instead, as she sobbed and gasped for air, her full chest brushed against him, dissipating his anger while another kind of heat quietly grew.
This wasn't a good time. He thought for a moment and decided to divert her attention: "Don't you want to know about the Jin Family?"
As soon as he spoke, her breathing suddenly calmed considerably. Yet she still kept her face buried in his chest, unwilling to look up.
She couldn't be blamed for that. Her face was now all red and terribly ugly; how dare she let him see?
