"I'll see whoever I want to see, and it's none of your business," Che Huan stood there, wincing from the pain in her wrist, unable to break free, and turned her head away.
Gu Jizhou's eyes gradually grew colder, and with one push, he had Che Huan pressed against the elevator wall, "He...?"
"Don't touch me with your filthy hands that have touched someone else!"
Gu Jizhou thought back to that incident and moved his hand away.
Che Huan took a deep breath and smiled at Gu Jizhou, "What else could you possibly be doing out so late at night?"
Gu Jizhou stared at Che Huan, his face frosty, "Going to a café to book a room?"
Che Huan smiled brightly, revealing her pearly teeth, "Yes, and then couldn't wait to get it on right in the café's private room."
Hearing the sarcasm in her voice, Gu Jizhou thought of the time she had caught him and was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang.
