The man's face looked extremely dark, like he might lose his temper with her at any moment, but when his gaze fell on the petite woman in his arms, he forcibly tamped down his anger, one hand tightening to lock her firmly against his chest.
Ning Wan's face, however, was full of anger. When the man pinned her in his arms she started to struggle hard, but in the end she realized she couldn't break free at all, so she stopped. Instead, a mocking smile tugged at her lips. "Xi Mohan, you keep saying I'm the one making a scene, but who's really the one causing trouble here?"
What was most ridiculous was that she clearly no longer wanted to be involved in that mess between him and Ning Yan'er, yet he came to provoke her again and again, and not only that—he'd even forced himself on her.
Right now she really wanted to know what kind of insane, heartless sins she must have committed in a previous life to end up crossing paths with a man like Xi Mohan.
