Luo Zifeng grabbed her wrist again, his tone forceful: "Come back with me."
His gaze and tone were both very firm, leaving no room for refusal.
Ye Rumeng was really fed up with his dominance.
"I said I'm staying here tonight."
Luo Zifeng was expressionless, "I also said, come back with me!"
"..."
The two of them were in a standoff, and others wanted to intervene but didn't know how.
Probably sensing the tense and suffocating atmosphere, the child started crying again.
Her dark, bright eyes looked pitifully at Luo Zifeng, then at Ye Rumeng.
Her chubby little face was incessantly streaked with tears.
Ye Rumeng, heart aching for the child, compromised: "Alright, I'll go back with you."
She knew that if she didn't compromise, Luo Zifeng wouldn't give up easily.
The child would also be frightened into crying again.
As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Zifeng took her hand and left.
