The sound of rain was clattering, and inside, Qiao An was restless.
Mu Jingxi didn't answer the phone, which made her a bit angry, but when he unexpectedly showed up like a pleasant surprise, she started to feel uneasy again.
What to do? He looked really angry.
Should she... go and make peace with him?
Or continue the cold war?
Wait for him to come to her seeking peace?
Her mind was flooded with wild thoughts when suddenly, the man stood up and walked towards her.
Qiao An's heart was pounding furiously, like a frightened deer blindly crashing around.
Her breathing started to become erratic, and she struggled to control her gaze to not betray her panic.
The man's tall figure cast a shadow over her. Qiao An instinctively closed her eyes, thinking that if he dared to force himself on her, she would definitely resist.
A warm breath gently brushed over her face.
And then it was gone after a while.
