"If you still show this face, then disappear from my eyes."
Mu Yazhe said this with an expressionless face and a strangely detached voice.
Mu Wanrou gawked at him. It was as if she was talking to a stranger.
"Zhe, what happened to you… tonight?"
"Huh?"
"Usually, you're not like this… you're not like this toward me."
The corners of his mouth curled into a chilling arch. He stepped closer to her.
If it were per normal, him coming closer to her was something she would swoon over. However, looking at his piercing eyes and chilling presence now, she unconsciously took a step backward in fear.
"How should I treat you, then?"
If Yichen were to notice the bitterness on his face, his heart would also shudder instinctively. His father had never displayed this expression before…