Song Nuan's heart was pounding frantically; she struggled desperately, but the other person just wouldn't let go of her.
The person dragged her into a dark corridor before finally loosening their grip slightly.
Song Nuan was gasping for air at this point, as the other person had been covering her mouth tightly, making it impossible to breathe.
Her face was flushed red from suffocation, and when she raised her eyes, she realized it was the man she had met downstairs yesterday.
His long, narrow phoenix eyes were hooked with a faint smile, staring at her.
His eyes were very deep, making it impossible to see what he was thinking; his thin lips slightly curled with a hint of coolness.
Although she couldn't see through what this man was thinking, it was evident from his eyes that he was full of disdain.
Song Nuan was a bit annoyed and frowned, wondering why this person hadn't gone down Yellow Springs Road yet.
