[513] Xiangyang, stop messing around

Wen Xiangyang's softened posture led Mu Lingqian to think that she had come to a compromise and would no longer make a fuss. With her in his arms, he closed his eyes and said, "Xiangyang, don't be foolish, go home with me now. I don't have time to indulge you recently."

"Young Master Mu, our contract ends in five days, right? I'm not messing around, I just think that ending it early is also good for you. Can't we part on good terms?"

Once Wen Xiangyang made her statement, she noticed Mu Lingqian's body stiffen like a block of ice. Then, she saw him lift his head, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at her and said, "Part on good terms? Wen Xiangyang, who gave you the right to say that? If I don't declare it over, who dares say 'end'? "

Mu Lingqian pulled Wen Xiangyang out of bed, dragged her out of the apartment, down the stairs, and into the car.

He stepped on the gas and drove her back to the villa at high speed.