However, as soon as she turned aside and had just finished speaking, she was caught by the man's strong fingers. Before she could react, a sudden force came over her, pulling her back and then she fell directly into the couch.
She was quite startled and opened her eyes wide.
Above her was the man's handsome and gloomy face, looking down at her from a superior position. His eyes deep and dark, like a dense forest that sunlight could not reach, shady and cool.
Under his gaze, Wen Yi felt as if every tiny, invisible hair on her body began to tremble.
"What are you doing?"
"Miss Wen," Mo Shichen's voice was hoarsely restrained, his eyes ablaze with clusters of blue flames. He smiled, his lips curving in a half-smile, "Are you taking advantage of my lack of memory to turn black into white at will?"