What's wrong, he actually has the nerve to ask what's wrong.
Qiao An rotated her wrist, trying to break free from his restraint, while Mu Jingxi took advantage of the situation to push her onto the bed, his tall frame pressing down upon her.
"Can I assume that you're just being unreasonable?" Mu Jingxi secured her hands with one hand and raised them above her head.
A pair of cold eyes twinkled with a hint of amusement.
"You wanted to take care of Little Nuomi, didn't you? Well, fine, I will send her back to A Country now. She'll never bother you again."
Even she herself hadn't realized that her tone was now more coquettish.
Her demeanor was incredibly alluring.
Mu Jingxi knew she was angry because he said not to expect him to take care of Little Nuomi, and that's why she was furious.
