Hadn't, hadn't he left already?
How had he suddenly appeared behind her…
Had he heard everything she said regarding his poor taste?
In that one short second, Nian Xiaomu's mind devised more than a hundred ways to run for her life.
In the end, her feet felt like they were tied to lead weights, and she was unable to move even a step. She could only watch him walk toward her, step by step.
His icy, ferocious, and hawk-like gaze swept past her.
Take the initiative to apologize?
Or refuse to confess to the end?
Just as Nian Xiaomu was about to speak, Yu Yuehan coldly narrowed his eyes and walked past her.
Phew…
It was only a false alarm.
Before she could finish a silent celebration in her heart, the man who had walked to the door of the villa stopped.
