"Come here." Qi Ruigang patted the spot next to him, his voice dark and gloomy.
Mo Lan's heart jumped, her palms tightening slightly as she calmly said, "Just say what you need to say."
Qi Ruigang narrowed his eyes; this woman was becoming increasingly disobedient.
In the past, whenever he asked her to do something, she would just do it, timid as a little mouse, never daring to resist.
But ever since she stabbed him in the hospital that time, her courage had grown.
Now she even dared to ignore his words!
Qi Ruigang's expression suddenly took on a more sinister hue, his voice becoming fiercely intimidating: "I told you to come here!"
Startled by his shout, Mo Lan's fragile body involuntarily shivered.
Ultimately habituated by his enslavement and suppression, she couldn't fully resist him, let alone dare to thoroughly provoke his anger.
With a trembling heart, she took steps forward, cautiously approaching him...
