Tang Sitian's body jolted slightly. She had been bowing her head in silence, but at his question, she suddenly propped herself up and turned to run away.
Mu Yunshen immediately frowned. He had never been ignored or avoided by a woman like this before. He stood up to chase after her, but Luo Qiangwei called out to him, "Young Master Mu!"
She stood up, gazing at him with steady eyes, "Sweet Sister might not have anything, or might not wish to say anything. Women are shy about these things. I hope you won't pry too much."
Mu Yunshen's brows lifted slightly. He reached up to remove the cigarette from his lips and smiled lazily and indifferently, "Fine then, Miss Luo is right. I was just asking casually."
Damn, he had actually thought about chasing her.
Maybe it was because of how sweet and soft she looked with her face lowered just now; it had been a long time since he had seen a woman who could make him want to take another look.
Tang Sitian.
