"Stop right there." Mu Yazhe gazed at Yun Shishi with a gloomy face. The entire room was just like an ice cellar.
As if she had heard nothing, she was fixed on walking toward the door.
She did not want to be looked down on.
She was not a woman like that…
She bit on her lower lip with force. Her hand had just touched the doorknob when, from behind her, he came up to her in large strides, held her by the waist, and carried her up.
"Ah!" she cried out and struggled. "Mu Yazhe, let go of me!"
"You want him to see the you now?"
He held her cheek firmly and maintained eye-contact with her fear-filled eyes. He asked emotionlessly, "I'll let him in to look at the you now, hm?"
"No…"
She was so flustered she was at a loss.
She shuddered at his threat. She did not wish for Gu Xingze to enter the room and was even more unwilling to face him in this manner!
This was her last straw of pride!
