Li Yeqi's grip on the doorknob tightened, as if he wanted to tear it off, and he turned to look at Gu Mingzhu, his voice ice-cold, "Because you are a freak!"
Gu Mingzhu watched the man yank open the door and leave without looking back. It took her a while to register what he had said, and then she angrily threw a pillow after him.
The pillow fell near the door, and she huffed angrily, Li Yeqi, you've really pissed me off this time!
No one had ever dared to call her a freak before; this man's sharp tongue spared no one.
After leaving Gu Mingzhu's room, Li Yeqi felt a sense of relief. He pushed open the bedroom door, strode in, and effortlessly found the woman curled up on the sofa, wearing headphones, listening to music, and memorizing her lines—she looked very relaxed.
He walked over quickly and bent down to scoop her into his arms.