Seeing the guard in her eyes, Mu Lingchuan was instantly infuriated.
He suddenly stood up and took steps towards her.
She wasn't coming over, fine, he would go over there.
This distance always needed to be closed; if she didn't walk, he would.
When she retreated, he would walk ten times faster, leaving her with nowhere to retreat!
Zimo didn't even realize when she had been continuously stepping back.
She used to be fearless, but now seeing Mu Lingchuan coming over with a cold face, inexplicably... she felt a bit scared.
Before she knew it, she had retreated all the way to the wall.
Looking up, Mu Lingchuan's tall figure already loomed over, pressing her not too heavily, yet between the wall and his body.
"Mr. Mu..." This position... is so bizarre!
"I will soon be your husband. Don't you think the term 'Mr. Mu' is rather distant?"
