The scene playing on the phone was enough to make her heart pound and her face burn. A thunderclap detonated in Qiao Yu’s mind. She lunged for the phone, but Bo Hanshi, with his height and long reach, simply raised it high above her head. Her momentum carried her straight into his chest. A smirk played on his thin lips, a look of pure contempt. “Another accident?” “…” Color flooded Qiao Yu’s face,