Gu Qili was so annoyed that she gritted her teeth. Why did she fall into this man's seemingly simplistic traps over and over again, climbing out only to fall back in, and emerging again without learning her lesson.
She rudely slammed the door shut, using all her strength as if venting, but a large hand grabbed the door ahead of her, her all-out effort as ineffective as an ant trying to shake a tree.
"Mu Shuoqian." She could clearly hear her teeth grinding crisply.
The instigator had already stood up, his imposing height blocking the corridor's light, casting a blurred shadow behind him, making his flawless face even more impeccably immaculate.
Gu Qili repeated to herself not to be seduced by handsome men several times, looking angrily at him: "I want to sleep."
"Still angry?" His hand remained on the door, showing no intention of letting go, "I have already apologized."
