"Why did you bring me here?"
Shi Nian got up abruptly, trying to escape.
He, however, sat leisurely by the bedside, unclasped his wristwatch, took it off, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and placed it neatly inside.
Only then did he look up at her.
She had already run to the bedroom door. Just across the living room was the front door.
His calm indifference left her surprisingly perplexed, so she couldn't help but pause at the bedroom door and turn to look at him.
The handsome man sat in the soft light, dressed simply in a pullover knit sweater paired with slim-fit black trousers, wearing a pair of brandless Baroque-style pointed-toe casual leather shoes. There was no "brand name" to embellish him, yet an innate noble aura flowed around him, impossible to ignore.
His calm gaze was like the deep, unfathomable sea at night; the calmer it appeared on the surface, the easier it was to imagine the depths beneath.
