Qiao Ruoxin couldn't help but fold instantly.
"What are you being fierce for, I was just saying it casually..."
The quieter her voice became, the less confidence she had.
Mo Chen clasped her slender waist tightly, his grip so forceful it was as if he wanted to break her in half.
She felt like she could barely breathe: "Mo Chen..."
"Shut up! Sleep!"
"..."
The bedroom fell silent in an instant, the atmosphere still tense.
Qiao Ruoxin could only obediently let the man behind hold her, and without knowing it, fell asleep.
...
The Lu Family.
After Lu Xingxing got home, she sat on the sofa in a huff, facing her father.
"Dad! What kind of man is Mo Chen, to just dump me on the side of the road! How could you arrange such a match for me!"
Lu Ming looked up at his wilful daughter: "With your temper, it's no wonder you irritated him."
