She forced a calm smile and said, "You finished showering so quickly."
Gu Yixuan glanced at her indifferently, his gaze accurately directed toward Tang Song on the lower floor. The two men's eyes suddenly met in midair, a standoffish atmosphere ensuing.
"If I had taken any longer in the shower, would you have gone with him?" he asked with a laugh, his tone icy.
Mo Ran reined in the smile on her face, responding indifferently, "I just took a call from him. If you want to overthink it, there's nothing I can do."
"Is that so?" Gu Yixuan took a step forward, forcing Mo Ran to retreat a step back until her back pressed against the railings.
He stretched out his arms, resting them on the railings, caging her within his embrace. His pair of pitch-black eyes stared at her, silent for two seconds before he slowly spoke, "I doubt you'd have the guts, anyway."