The man beside her gaze gradually cooled, as if brought the winter chilling cold from the window into the room, passing over his back, causing goosebumps to rise.
Jiang Ruan looked up.
"What if..."
"Come with me."
The man didn't listen to her attempts to explain. He grabbed her hand, dragging her out. His strides were hasty even causing her to stumble.
"Fu Chi?"
He ignored her.
Left her with a cold back of his head.
This sight was rather terrifying.
Jiang Ruan had a bolt of negative thoughts spiralling through her mind.
Fu Chi led her through a vaguely dark passageway. Eventually, he pushed open a door and brought her in, then locked the door.
Jiang Ruan's fragile heart palpitated.
She looked up again.
Meeting his pair of deep, limitless and beautifully stern eyes. Thin lips tense, under the dim light, his eyes were resplendent, except... they were flashing an alarming chill.
Uh huh——
He was really angry.