Before Nan Xun could react to Tang Mo's words, he suddenly picked up her phone from the bedside table and threw it on the pillow.
"He sent you a message in the middle of the night saying that he would wait for you. What promise did you give him?" He looked at her with dark eyes, as if he wanted to swallow her up. "Nan Xun, I'm still f*cking alive. Don't be so shameless…"
Before he could finish, his handsome face was slapped by her hand.
There was a crisp sound and he could not avoid it.
The man's expression darkened and his eyes turned red. The atmosphere seemed to have frozen.
Nan Xun used all her strength to push him away. She got up from the bed in a panic and ran toward the door.
However, she had just reached the door when he chased after her. His large palm grabbed her slender shoulders and turned her around. His fingers were so strong that it seemed like he wanted to crush her bones.
