Luo Qiangwei never expected him to kiss her so abruptly; she was completely stunned...
His mocking laughter was cold and derisive.
The mere touch of him made her want to vomit, yet she smiled beautifully and radiantly at others. Claiming she wanted to act, to pursue a career—was it just to meet more men?
Luo Qiangwei, no matter how thick-skinned, couldn't withstand such words and immediately grew angry, "You have no right to control me!"
As soon as she got home, she switched shoes and rushed upstairs, locking the bedroom door from inside.
Mo Shiche stood in the living room with a gloomy expression, and after a moment's thought, he took out his phone and dialed.
The call woke Mu Yunshen who had just fallen asleep, and his tone was far from kindly, "What the hell do you want in the middle of the night?"
Mo Shiche pressed his thin lips together, "She seems angry. She went into the room and locked the door."
"...So why don't you go and coax her?"
