Gu Xiaoer was really angry.
She had never seen him treat her so irrationally, so autocratically. Sweet words and tender love seemed to vanish at this moment, leaving only the cold, iron-like man before her.
All at once, grievance, sadness, and heartbreak surged forth, making her eyes turn red.
Ordinarily, he was very understanding and cooperative with her. Why was this time different?
He just said she didn't need to know the reason for now. What was the reason?
Was this man hiding something from her again?
Thinking of these things, Gu Xiaoer bit her lip in grievance, staring right into the man's deep eyes, her voice turning cold as well.
"Han Luoli, could you please respect my thoughts? This isn't a life-or-death decision, nor a matter of exchanging lives. Why won't you even give me this bit of freedom?!"
