Shang Mo swept her into his arms with one hand, while using his other hand to save the document and turn off the computer. He then took her bag and held her hands while leaving the place. His series of actions was smooth yet domineering.
He closed the car door with a loud "Peng!" and that made Mo Feifei glare. She was a little unhappy. "What are you doing?"
She belonged to the type of person who didn't like it when she was forced to do things.
She recalled his cold attitude earlier. In an unhappy tone, she said, "Earlier on, you were so cold to me. It was as if you didn't even know me. So why are you being so nice to me now?"
"Huh?" Shang Mo frowned and furrowed his eyebrows. Then his cold and sharp pupils contracted. "You are not happy when I ignore you? Are you angry at me?"
Mo Feifei's head buzzed and guiltily said, "Angry? Why should I be angry?"