"Hey, Li Mochan, what are you doing?" Ye Jiuliang exploded with anger, unable to keep her emotions from fluctuating whenever it came to Li Mochan.
"Put me down."
"If you keep shouting, you'll end up on the trending searches again tomorrow." Li Mochan looked down at her and reminded her softly.
With just a light sentence, Ye Jiuliang was rendered speechless.
They left through the side door, and a black sports car was parked under the tree.
Li Mochan set her down, but Ye Jiuliang turned to flee.
Sensing her move, Li Mochan grabbed her and leaned in close, his hands bracing her sides.
"Shall we talk like this, or would you prefer talking in the car?" he asked in a husky voice.
Only then did Ye Jiuliang realize that she seemed to be at a disadvantage again, and she was secretly furious.
Pushing him away, she pulled open the car door and sat directly inside.
If it was a talk he wanted, she wasn't afraid of him.