Jiang Xi's toes tapped the ground lightly, and she was about to pass by Gu Bichen when her wrist was suddenly seized.
She had been on guard for this very move from Gu Bichen and had tried to dodge in advance, but failed to escape.
On instinct, she tried furiously to shake off his grip, but couldn't dislodge his hand.
Gu Bichen dragged her and pushed open the door to the emergency stairwell, pulling her into the stairwell.
The light in the stairwell was dim, only the green glow of the emergency exit signs gave off a faint light.
Jiang Xi's back hit the wall, and she winced with pain, "Gu Bichen, what are you doing?"
"So we're done pretending we don't know each other?" Gu Bichen stood in front of her, leisurely observing her.
Were it not for the lipstick of another woman still on his mouth, he might have given the impression of being deeply affectionate at that moment.
Jiang Xi rubbed her wrist casually and asked, "Was that your new flame just now?"