Ling Yiran turned to leave as she spoke.
She had just turned around, barely taking a step, when her wrist was caught by another hand. After getting spun around, she was dragged to the bed with such force that her back hit the soft bed hard.
Before she could get up, Yi Jinli was already leaning over.
His hands were at her sides while his face was very close to hers. His breath sprayed over her face, and there seemed to be an uncontrollable rage in his dark eyes. "What's the matter? You wanted to talk to me when I didn't want to talk to you. And now you're going to leave when I want to talk to you?"
"I'm just trying to calm you down," said Ling Yiran as she struggled to get up.
However, his body leaned more closer to her, imprisoning her in his arms. She could not get up.
"Jin, let me get up first," Ling Yiran said with a frown. The two were extremely close together. The obvious anger emanating from the person in front of her gave her a sense of danger.
"I'm calm," said Yi Jinli. The tip of his nose almost touched hers.
The closer they got to each other, the more her scent enveloped him. It was as if she could easily charm him. 'What the hell is wrong with me? Why am I getting so angry over her?
'Do I care? Do I care about her past with Gu Lichen?'
"Don't fall in love with Gu Lichen, you hear me?" His voice rang coldly as if it was a warning.
She paused. "I've never fallen in love with him!"
"So you're saying I'm the one you're in love with?" he crooned softly, his face showing no emotion.
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