Mu Chengxi, holding Wen Xin, had just walked into the hotel when the Wen Xin in his arms suddenly opened her eyes, her gaze cold and detached as she looked at Mu Chengxi, her eyes filled with an indescribable anger.
Mu Chengxi, with his eyes downcast, looked at Wen Xin who was staring at him from his arms and spoke to her in a husky voice, "I'm sorry, I already know I was wrong, and you've already punished me. Could you please not be angry anymore?"
Mu Chengxi gently placed Wen Xin on the bed, and as he tried to embrace her, Wen Xin skillfully dodged him.
"I'm going to take a shower first, and we'll settle accounts when I get back."
Mu Chengxi stood by the bed and looked at Wen Xin's retreating figure, sighed helplessly, and felt completely caught off guard by such an attitude, which wasn't at all what he had expected.
