At first, she intended to seduce Mu Jingxi and, once he was utterly in love with her, to harshly dump him.
It was to avenge the rape from the past.
But now, suddenly realizing that he liked her, Qiao An felt at a loss.
Just as Xia Lin was about to speak upon seeing the newcomer, Mu Jingxi stopped him with a raised hand.
A dark shadow came over, blocking out the glaring light, and Qiao An removed her hand, only to see the man who had appeared at some point.
"You..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Qiao An's wrist was seized by Mu Jingxi, and she was pulled up.
He didn't say a word as he gripped her and headed indoors.
Qiao An looked at the hand gripping her own and suddenly felt angry, "Mu Jingxi, who gave you permission to touch me?"
The man paused in his steps and slightly turned his head, "If I don't touch you, will you obediently come with me?"
Qiao An snorted haughtily, "Of course not."
Mu Jingxi's thin lips slightly curled, and he continued to lead her away.
