Bei Ran could always provoke Tang Baijin's anger in just a few words, and although he struggled to stay calm, she was persistently provoking him!
"Very well, Bei Ran, listen to me!" Tang Baijin swung his hand and ferociously kicked at the sand beside him, "I want you, and you can't escape!"
Bei Ran couldn't be bothered with him anymore, and she gathered her clothes that had been torn by Tang Baijin, which barely managed to cover her beautiful skin.
Tang Baijin took off his suit jacket and handed it to her.
But Bei Ran was ungrateful.
"You can go without it, if you don't mind how others look at you!" Tang Baijin tossed his suit jacket on the beach.
Walking out in such tattered clothes, Bei Ran was bound to draw puzzled stares from others.
As Tang Baijin turned and walked away with large strides, he was ready to board his luxurious yacht.
Bei Ran bent down, picked up his suit jacket, gently brushed off the sand on it, and then put it on.
