Xu Weilai never would've thought that he'd return. After all, it was only around four o'clock in the afternoon… She subconsciously wrapped her bathrobe a little more tightly around herself, not wanting Gu Yu to see her injuries.
If he had seen them, there was no doubt that he would ridicule her. Besides...
Xu Weilai glanced at him. That icy demeanor of his, that distant look in his eyes, even his lips were pressed tightly into a cold line... God knows who offended him again.
She was determined to not become the scapegoat or his punching bag!
Xu Weilai acted as if nothing had happened, calmly walking towards her closet. She planned to put on her clothes first, then apply ointment once he left.
Yet when she walked past Gu Yu, she suddenly felt her wrist being tugged on. Then, she was instantly dragged by a force that allowed no resistance from her, causing her to fall back onto the bed.
