Mo Feifei looked at him and instinctively replied back, "What has that got to do with you?"
Her tone was harsh that she regretted it almost immediately. Now, Shang Mo was not wearing his glasses. He looked as though he was a hungry wolf who took off its sheepskin. His eyes reflected a devilish light and it seemed like the minute she would falter, he would eat her up.
What has that got to do with me? She actually asked that question! Shang Mo was not furious, and instead, he flashed an uncanny smile with a vague message in his eyes. "That day, when you said you wouldn't seek after me… did you mean to find him?"
"You think too much!" Mo Feifei felt that Shang Mo was very dangerous now. She knew she had to stay away.
She wanted to close the door, but as soon as she attempted to close it, Shang Mo had held back by holding onto her wrist in the next second. It was obvious that he was losing patience.