บท 372: Deal with the devil

He twisted his hand but it was pointless. The silence hung heavy in the air, filled with tension and uncertainty. Qie Xieling's mind raced, desperately searching for the right words to diffuse the situation.

While he was trying to come up with ways to coax Luo Muchen the man suddenly moved and pressed him onto the elevator wall his piercing gaze staring straight into Qie Xieling's soul. "Do you just go around seducing people?" he said his tone accusatory. Qie Xieling, "..."

When, how, where did he seduce anyone? Qie Xieling scoffed while averting his gaze but Luo Muchen pinched his chin and forced him to look at him. 

Qie Xieling's brow arched his little heart doing cartwheels. What was next? Making out on an elevator? This was really getting interesting.