Chu Mucheng's voice was so icy cold that Tao Zhixiang felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen.
Looking at Chu Mucheng's sinister face, she knew he was angry.
Perhaps, she was truly in the wrong for coming here!
"Chu Mucheng, let me go. I've already apologized."
Tao Zhixiang struggled in his embrace a few times, but it was completely futile.
"Let you go? Since you came to me willingly, why should I let you go?"
His cold voice pierced her heart like an ice pick, the chilling sensation spreading from her heart and freezing her entire body.
Came to him willingly?
In his heart, that's the kind of woman she was!
In that moment, Tao Zhixiang felt utterly sorrowful.
She hadn't expected him to show up, but nothing was developing as she had imagined.
And the next second, Chu Mucheng was carrying her straight to the bedroom.
*
That night, Chu Mucheng encountered Tao Zhixiang at the bar. At that time, he didn't know who she was.
