Yan Xin laughed and waved towards Wen Xiangyang before driving off.
Wen Xiangyang watched Yan Xin leave, retracted her gaze, petted Xiao Q's head, and went upstairs with Xiao Q.
Such a jerk that Mu Lingqian is.
She must be crazy to still keep him in her thoughts.
Wen Xiangyang went upstairs, opened the door, and before she even had time to turn on the light, a hand seized her wrist. She was pulled forward, nudged to the side, pinned against the wall, stuck in front of a solid chest. In close proximity was Mu Lingqian's cold breath and stern eyes.
"Mu..."
Even if she couldn't clearly see the man's face in front of her, his stern gaze and presence allowed Wen Xiangyang to immediately recognize him.
She had no idea what he was going to do.
She was stuck against the wall, completely unable to move.
Just when Wen Xiangyang felt unsure, she was directly thrown onto the bed by Mu Lingqian.