"Why did you throw someone else's phone?"
He looked ahead, righteous and stern: "She's not worthy to take a picture with me."
"That still doesn't justify throwing someone else's phone."
Mu Shuoqian suddenly stopped, his gaze heavy as he looked at her, his handsome thin lips pressed into a line.
Gu Qili felt uncomfortable all over from his gaze. She meant well, simply wanting to take a photo for them, but under his intense scrutiny, she suddenly became the prime culprit. The role reversal was too abrupt.
"I never take photos with women." He spoke faintly, leaving her behind as he continued to stride forward. His retreating figure was tall and indifferent, unattainably aloof.
Behind him, the shocked nurse was holding the phone that had been fished out of the water, hurrying to 'rescue' it.
Gu Qili shouted an apology in the direction he had left, shook her head, and caught up with Mu Shuoqian.
"What about that man?"
Naturally, no one answered her.