Done Playing Nice

At that moment, Stella slapped the person instinctively.

"It's me, Vanessa!" said the person. Then, he opened up the flashlight on his phone. From the faint light, Stella could see a man with a buzz cut. He had an arrogant and unruly face.

At the same time, the person also saw her. Then, his concerned eyes turned cold, and he pushed her away in disgust while saying, "How is it you?"

Only did Stell