"Let go of me! Let go! I won't run, okay?! I'll follow you, alright?! Just let go of me now!"
Since leaving the lift, Pei Ge was unable to extricate herself from Ji Ziming's tight grip. Thankfully, it was lunchtime and no one was at the office lobby.
"Hmph! Can't you understand me?!" Pei Ge stared at the stone-cold face of Ji Ziming, who was refusing to let go of her hand.
Pei Ge used to think that Ji Ziming's handsome features were good to look at but, today, at such proximity, she could only feel frustration.
Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge and responded to her words by tightening his grip on her wrist even more.
He could not explain why but he did not want this woman to disappear again now that she had finally appeared in front of him.
The two struggled like this with each other all the way from inside the elevator and within the lobby to outside the company building.
