Hearing the exclamation from Zhou Tao behind him, Mu Tianye's eyebrows furrowed, his pace faltered, and he turned his head toward the rear... rotating to his shoulder, he forcibly stopped himself and quickened his pace to stride forward.
"Hold this for me!"
Stuffing her handbag to Zhou Tao, Ning Xiaofei quickly took off her high heels and carried them in her hand, her bare feet crossing over the marble floor, chasing through the automatic door, finally catching up to Mu Tianye on the stairs.
With one hand holding her shoes, she stretched out her arms to block his path, panting as she spoke.
"I know it's my fault, I apologize to you, can you give me five minutes, please? I'm begging you!"
"Move aside."
The man's voice was as cold as ice.
"Not unless you let me finish talking."
The man's voice suddenly escalated.
"Get out of the way!"