Devil’s temptation wrapped in a big red bow.

Nan Yan's face turned red in a blink of an eye. He darted a fiery glare at Mo Yan before asking with a trembling voice, "What is the meaning of this? Why did you lock the box? Did you not say that you brought this here to apologise to me?"

He couldn't understand Mo Yan's thought process but that didn't stop him from getting angry at her. His fingers itched to snatch the box from Mo Qiang's hands but he had a feeling that Mo Qiang wouldn't allow it to happen that easily. 

Mo Qiang curled her lips in a polite smile but at the same time, Nan Yan noticed that there was a sly glint in her eyes. He heard her say, "Oh my gosh, Mister Nan. An apology is only valuable when the other person accepts it and since you are willing to accept our apology," her eyes turned a glaring pair of green orbs as Mo Qiang trapped Nan Yan with her gaze.