Jiang Muwan was left hanging halfway up the staircase entrance by Gu Jiangnian, not quite real yet not quite imaginary either.
Her slender claws grabbed tightly onto his clothes, her eyes brimming with tears that shimmered, radiating an unbearable sense of aggrievement and pitifulness no matter how one looked at her.
"Still angry at me?" Gu Jiangnian's eyes were fixed on her as he spoke with a stony tone.
Gazing at him, Muwan looked pitiful and trembled as she spoke, her head shaking like a rattle drum.
Gu Jiangnian might have been tough and overbearing, but he simply couldn't do anything about Jiang Muwan.
Would he really harm her?
If he had the heart to do so, he wouldn't have been repeatedly driven to rage by her.
Seeing Jiang Muwan looking so pitifully aggrieved, he sighed deeply and gently pulled back his hand that was neither real nor unreal, pressing the frightened person into his embrace.
