C2038 Anemone

Chu Qianye retreated quickly, while Wang Xiangru pressed on step by step, as if he thought that Chu Qianye was trying to escape. The more he pressed on, the more frustrated Chu Qianye became.

Sometimes, it was just like this. If one showed even the slightest bit of weakness, the other side would think you were a soft persimmon that anyone could bully.

Chu Qianye raised his head