"I said we each do our own thing, a little infidelity for some excitement isn't a big deal."
Gao Zhe scoffed coldly.
He walked in after opening the door and carelessly tossed his tie onto the shoe cabinet.
He calmly changed his shoes.
When Lu Zhenzhen entered, Gao Zhe paid no attention to her.
She tried to change her shoes herself, but lacked the strength. After several failed attempts to lift her foot, she bent down and used her hand to hook the heel of her shoe off. She intended to put on slippers, but her vision was so blurry without the lights on that she couldn't see clearly, so she gave up on wearing them.
Suddenly, a gust of wind rushed toward her, wrapping around her waist and forcing her to stand up. Her chin was caught by the man's ice-cold hand, tilting her head upwards.
