Realizing this, Zhao Youlin hurriedly wanted to get up, but at this crucial moment, someone held her hand.
The closed eyes were suddenly wide open because of this sudden change. She looked at Mu Tingfeng, who had woken up at some point, in disbelief.
The deep and dark eyes were like a whirlpool, and people might be sucked into them at any time forever.
Perhaps everything happened too suddenly, Zhao Youlin could not react at all. She maintained her position of getting up and looked at Mu Tingfeng at close range until there was another annoyed whisper behind her.
"President Mu, what are you doing? Quickly let her go."
The two seemed to awaken from a dream. Zhao Youlin instantly pulled her hand out of Mu Tingfeng's hand. She took a few steps back and hit Duan Yarong, who was behind her.
At the same time, Mu Tingfeng also sat up on the bed. His shining eyes were staring at Zhao Youlin, and he never looked away.
