Qiao An snorted coldly, thinking of running away?
No way!
Just as she took a step, her wrist was suddenly tightened and she was yanked back.
Her body lost balance and with inertia, she crashed into the man's solid chest.
Qiao An's nose felt sour. She looked up and said, not in a good mood, "Mu Jingxi, have you lost your mind?"
Lost his mind?
Yes, he was about to lose it.
He really wanted to ask her how she managed to stay calm having dinner with him after he found out she had a daughter!
Didn't she feel a trace of guilt at all?
The man's thin lips were tightly pressed together, and the contours of his handsome face were taut as he gripped her and went upstairs.
He was tall and had long legs, his steps both fast and urgent. Qiao An couldn't keep up with his pace, and was dragged along stumblingly, nearly falling over.
"Mu Jingxi, slow down!"
He dragged her all the way into the study, then slammed the door shut behind them with the back of his hand.
Bang!