Qiao Rui had not expected Pei Liyan to be so ungentlemanly. The atmosphere had started off well, but later there was no atmosphere at all.
She gradually noticed the man's mood. He seemed unhappy.
Was it because he thought she wasn't a virgin?
Qiao Rui was stunned for a moment, feeling that this could be possible.
Otherwise, the atmosphere was fine before it suddenly became overwhelmingly intense, making it unbearable.
Qiao Rui was in a daze, only to be sharply brought back to reality by the man.
The next second, with a grim expression, Pei Liyan asked, "Who are you thinking about?"
Qiao Rui was taken aback, her eyes meeting the man's.
Pei Liyan's piercing gaze was extremely sharp, devoid of any tenderness.
Qiao Rui frowned slightly, feeling disoriented, thinking that this man was indeed unpredictable.
What right did he have to be angry, at least theoretically, he wasn't completely innocent either.