"What are you doing, Mr. Zhang? I said I'd accompany you, but just for tea and dinner!"
Gulireba suddenly cried out, a delicate blush spreading over her cold face.
My bold move made her lose her previous composure and added a hint of panic.
With a dominating and rough motion, she felt a slight pain.
But the intense male aura made her breath quicken, her body inexplicably weakening.
"Get it straight, you're the one apologizing to me now, how to handle it is not up to you!"
With my other hand, I pinched her chin.
I lifted her cold face to make eye contact with me.
I hadn't originally intended to make things difficult for her.
But her apology, with that self-assured attitude, thinking her charm could solve everything.
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got!
If I didn't teach her a lesson, how could she adjust her stance?
"You're too much, let go of me first!"
Once Gulireba came to her senses, she knitted her brows and struggled, her eyes wide with anger.
