The woman on the phone casually replied, "I'm already home."
How are you feeling?
Mo Zhan seemed somewhat disappointed and angry.
She agreed this morning.
Rong Shang knew that he was probably in the office and didn't know that there was thunder in the evening.
But that's just how she is; she never explains.
Finally, Mo Zhan hung up on her phone, still upset.
Half an hour later, Rong Shang took a shower and was drying her hair in her room.
The sound of a car engine being turned off could be heard coming from the yard below.
Rong Shang knew that he had returned.
She could even tell from his footsteps that he went straight upstairs after entering the villa.
Thinking that he was probably wearing a sour face right now, Rong Shang couldn't help but smile.
She brushed her half-dry hair aside, then put down the hairdryer, opened the door, and went out.
His footsteps were quick, even faster than Mo Zhan's.
As Mo Zhan went upstairs and was about to turn into the room from the corridor, Rong Shang bumped into him without thinking.
The familiar scent wafted over, and Mo Zhan instinctively put his arm around her waist to support her.
Leaning against him, Rong Shang smiled knowingly.
After waiting for two or three seconds, she looked up, looking quite surprised, "Brother?"
The man lowered his eyes and glanced at her, pursed his lips, and looked somewhat displeased. He didn't say a word, released her, and walked past her.
He's still angry.
Because she didn't call to ask her to pick him up.
Rong Shang knew this, so she followed them.
When the footsteps came from behind, Mo Zhan suddenly stopped, and Rong Shang quickly braked.
Unexpectedly, the slender shadow fell the next second.
Mo Zhan turned around and suddenly grabbed her wrist and pushed her to the side.
With a snap.
With her back pressed against the wall, Rong Shang looked up to find the man's hand already reaching over her and pressing against the wall.
"Mo Qiqi, what exactly do you want?"
His deep voice carried a hint of confusion and a touch of annoyance.
At this moment, Mo Zhan lowered his head, his deep, dark gaze fixed on her face.
Dangerous, deadly.
Rong Shang met his gaze and could still see the struggle hidden deep in his eyes.
She didn't say anything.
After a few seconds of silence, Mo Zhan withdrew his hand, his tone instantly turning extremely cold, "Stay away from me from now on."
What do they mean by doing this?
Why be so close?
They're not even blood-related siblings.
Rong Shang could sense the resentment emanating from the man.
I guess they were affected by the phone call incident.
But she remained calm and explained casually, "It's raining, and there's thunder outside."
So, you should understand.
Her nonchalant attitude, for some reason, caused Mo Zhan's anger, which he had been able to suppress just moments before, to surge up again.
"Mo Qiqi".
He doesn't necessarily insist on dwelling on this.
I just feel that these are special times, can't she be a little more serious?
At least, she should let him know where she is.
At least he knew she was safe.
But she's like this...
Mo Zhan frowned, his face darkening to the lowest point.
eerie and unpredictable.
If it weren't for the fact that they were nominally siblings.
Rong Shang felt that she would "die" a terrible death.
Not wanting to look at her again, Mo Zhan turned his head and walked towards the room in front.
Unexpectedly, his waist tightened, and the woman hugged him from behind.
"Mo Zhan".
She actually called his name!
Mo Zhan's expression froze for a moment.
It took him a few seconds to realize what was happening. He looked down and pulled her hand down...
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