"The last one to go in wasn't me," Xia Pengpeng insisted with conviction, but under Mu Xingye's intense gaze, her confidence diminished slightly, "I had my plan, and you know it all, don't you?"
Mu Xingye was not satisfied with this response. There was not a hint of softening in his expression.
"I... I was just returning eye for an eye, blood for blood!"
"And then what!"
"Then I ran into you!" Xia Pengpeng shrank to one side, "I apologize, I shouldn't have touched you, and, and I even undid your pants, I..."
Suddenly! Her chin was seized!
Xia Pengpeng was forced to meet his gaze.
His eyes were like a dry well, carrying a dark whirlpool that instilled fear in her, as though it was about to pull her in.
"If, the person you'd encountered wasn't me..."
A chiiling breath seeped into her heart and lungs.
Was that question even a question?
Xia Pengpeng felt utterly tormented!
They were not close, and she totally couldn't grasp his tactics!
