She pursed her lips and found her voice again, "It's getting late, I'll leave if there's nothing else."
Seeing that he did not respond, Ji Weitian instantly straightened up, puffing out her chest, trying to look as calm as possible as she took steps towards the exit.
Just as she was about to pass him, Qin Nanyu suddenly stretched out his hand to block her, pressing down on her waist.
"Ow, ow, ow!" Ji Weitian couldn't help but cry out.
What seemed like a normal gait instantly became somewhat skewed.
Her hand instinctively went to her waist, her complexion turned a bit pale as she retreated continuously, eager to avoid Qin Nanyu's hand.
The chair Qian Min had bumped into her with earlier was struck with a lot of force.
Ji Weitian felt a sharp pain in her waist at that time, but the indignation of being slandered overpowered the pain, and during the contest with Qian Min, her brain was constantly working, and the physical pain was naturally ignored.
