"Leave me… What are you doing?" Mo Xingjuan was struggling to retreat her hand from his grip.
"Go and change your dress. I will give you justice." Tang Hu immediately brought Mo Xingjuan to one of his suits.
Justice??!!!
What Justice??!!!
Who wants his Justice??!!!
Wasn't it a simple scenario where the waiter had unintentionally ruined her dress??? Maybe things were not as simple as what she was thinking?
Mo Xingjuan looked at Tang Hu, trying to study his expressions, to know exactly what he wanted. Unfortunately for Mo Xingjuan, Tang Hu's face was expressionless. No one could understand what he was thinking, even if they tried.
