Mu Shini's voice still carried a hint of crying, as she said, "I don't want you to take responsibility! Just don't appear in front of me anymore!"
Mu Shini wore the clothes he bought, walking straight past him.
"Where are you going?" Bo Sishen saw she was about to leave and, as she passed by, extended his long arm to clasp her slender, soft wrist.
Mu Shini struggled frantically to break free from his grip, raising her eyes to look at the handsome and elegant man, her brows lightly furrowing, "Bo Sishen, although we slept together last night, that doesn't mean I've forgiven you! You forgot about it!"
What happened last night was just a misunderstanding.
At her words, the man's face darkened, his deep gaze falling upon Mu Shini's pale face, his voice deep, "What do you mean?"
Mu Shini frowned as she looked at him, "It means forget about it!"
"What if I say no?" Bo Sishen raised his wrist, his lips curling with a half-smile.
This made Mu Shini feel very uneasy.
