Anran unapologetically swatted his hand away, looking disgusted as she said, "Don't try these tricks with me, you know I don't fall for them."
"I have no other intentions; I just want to go back with you. Can we sit down and have a proper talk?"
"Proper talk? We can talk properly anywhere, but you don't listen to reason at all, so how can I discuss anything with you?"
Duan Xingzhou sighed softly and held her hand tightly, not letting her break free, "I was at fault just now. Can we head back first?"
"Let go."
"No."
"I'll say it one more time, let go."
Duan Xingzhou pursed his lips, unwillingly but eventually loosened his grip.
Anran seemed satisfied, turned around, and started heading back.
Duan Xingzhou paused for a moment, watching her intent to return, then smiled and happily followed her.
Anran had no choice but to return to the hotel; otherwise, she didn't know what kind of humiliating scene might unfold outside.
