The laptop was still open, but there was nobody in front of the desk.
Was Yu Lingqian not in the study?
Where was he then?
Mu Anran frowned, and just as she was about to take a closer look inside, a hoarse and deep voice suddenly sounded beside her: "What are you doing?"
"Ah!"
Mu Anran jumped in fright, her whole body reflexively lunging forward.
She crashed into the door, losing her balance and tumbling forward.
Yu Lingqian's eyebrows furrowed, and he rushed forward in a swift stride. Just as Mu Anran was about to closely meet the ground, he grabbed her slender waist.
Then with a forceful pull—
The next instant, Mu Anran felt her body lighten, as Yu Lingqian swept her up horizontally into his arms.
"Why did you come over?" his voice was low and hoarse, sensually pleasing to the ear.
Mu Anran was frightened once again, now filled with anger in her belly.
