That arm pulled open the elevator door which was about to close.
Nan Zhi's pupils shrank when she saw the man chasing over hurriedly.
The usually exquisite man, at this moment was not even wearing shoes, but ran out in a pair of socks.
There was a faint stubble over his handsome jaw, his black hair hung messily over his forehead and his skin was so pale.
His thin lips were pursed and his eyes were red. His expression of wanting to look at her, but somehow not daring to, was far from his usual menacing, arrogant and cruel expression.
For some reason, it made her pause.
This time, he looked like a primary school student who did something wrong.
Nan Zhi frowned. She really could not understand him. Now that he had found his beloved woman, why was he showing remorse and nervousness in front of her?
"Mu Sihan, why did you chase after me? Do you want to humiliate me or warn me to never appear before you again?"
