The room was small to begin with, and Xia Yinian quickly approached Gu Beicheng.
But she still kept her head down, refusing to look at him.
"Don't you have anything to say to me?" Gu Beicheng stretched out his long fingers, pinching her chin, making her raise her eyes to look at him.
Xia Yinian immediately wanted to resist, but the strength of his five fingers was not weak, and if she struggled, she would surely hurt herself.
Why can't this man speak properly?
Facing his gaze, Xia Yinian suppressed the displeasure in her heart, and said lightly: "Thank you, Uncle, for arranging this trip for me, but I didn't agree to anything."
Seeing her unwilling face, Gu Beicheng leaned down.
Just as Xia Yinian was about to turn her head to avoid him, he stopped his approach.
"Is that all? This is your gratitude?"
Gu Beicheng's hot breath sprayed directly on the girl's face.
"Uncle, what do you want?" She had said it already, she didn't agree to anything.
