Mo Liancheng said indifferently, "Since you're here, why bother going out again."
"It's no trouble, my Prince, please take your time, I'm not in a hurry."
"Come in." Mo Liancheng spoke in a calm tone, without a hint of anger, yet his words made one dare not disobey.
But unfortunately...
"Rest assured, my Prince, when I leave, I will close the door, making sure not a single breeze comes in, yes, just like that." Qu Tan'er chuckled dryly, not intentionally, but it was definitely purposeful, too lazy to bother with reasoning. Would she listen to him? That would be the day. As soon as she finished speaking, she stepped back, only...
"Do you want to die?" Mo Liancheng's tone remained light as he spoke, his gaze hadn't left the person at the doorway from the beginning, his lips curled up with a slightly sinister smile.
The smile was too indifferent, making it impossible to feel any warmth.
In an instant, Qu Tan'er fell silent.
She knew Mo Liancheng was truly angry...
