Her ankle felt cool as the man's large hand gripped it firmly and then yanked her back into his arms.
But the moment he saw her cowering in fear, his heart softened again.
Lu Ziheng tried to contain his anger, pinching her chin as he patiently explained, "I didn't know you went to the airport to pick me up. I called you, but your phone was off. I thought you were still mad, so I went back to the office to get you a gift. Don't believe me? Want to see for yourself?"
Without waiting for her response, Lu Ziheng carried her straight to the dressing room, opened an entire row of wardrobes and shoe cabinets, then pulled open the drawers below.
"Now do you believe me?"
Ran Yu looked on without saying a word, showing no reaction.
He didn't know if she understood or still didn't believe him.
Lu Ziheng closed his eyes in defeat.
Never mind.
Carrying her back to the living room and placing her on the couch, he said, "You sit here for a while, I'll go make some sobering tea."
