Qiao Xi replied without raising her head, "Mr. Huo, you're quite self-aware. You stole the book in my hand from Grandpa's library. At the very least, Gu Zheng wouldn't do such a thing."
These words struck a nerve with Huo Yuzhou. A trace of heat surged out of his eyes, and his anger almost burned Qiao Xi to ashes.
He grabbed Qiao Xi's wrist and pressed her onto the bed, locking her tightly.
Qiao Xi's face was filled with shock. The man in front of her emitted a chill, and the emotions in his eyes surged. She knew that it was a sign of danger.
"Let go of me! Huo Yuzhou!" Qiao Xi turned her face away and ordered coldly.
Huo Yuzhou panted heavily as he looked at Qiao Xi's snow-white skin that was exposed to the air because of her struggle. His gaze burned even more, and his voice became hoarse. "Since you said I'm a sinister person, I'll let you see just that!"
With that, Huo Yuzhou bent down and kissed her cheek.
