"what's wrong? why is your face so pale? and you're retreating? why are you running?"
the studio was filled with incandescent lamps. under the cold white light, li haoze's handsome and delicate face looked a little ferocious.
"i ... i didn't run away. you ... why are you looking at me like that? what kind of rumors did luo chenxi come up with ..."
tang dairong knew that she could not run away. she tried her best to tell herself to stay calm and speak as calmly as possible.
li haoze's voice was even colder than his expression.