As she twisted the doorknob to lock the door, it was pulled from the other side and she lost her footing with it.
"Ah.." Her nose bumped into a rigid surface as she felt an arm wrapping around her waist.
"Are you alright?" A cool tone resounded from above her head.
She took a few steps back keeping a proper distance between them before rubbing her nose gently.
Jun Zixuan stared at the woman who was treating him like some contagious disease. Her attitude towards him didn't change over the past two days.
If he joined her at the breakfast table, she would leave without eating anything. If he stood in front of her, she would change her path. They came to Shanghai on his private jet but throughout the whole journey, she kept herself at a distance and didn't even look at him in the eye.
When they checked-in in the resorts and were informed about their stay in one suite, the look of horror on her face was genuine.
