Gu Qian didn't want to deal with him and turned to walk towards the hall. Just as she took a step, her wrist was grasped by the man. Before she could shake him off, he pulled her into a room nearby.
With a soft "bang," Gu Qian found herself pressed against the closed door. She frowned at him, "What are you doing, let me go!"
Mo Beichen gripped her chin and stared at her delicate and charming face. He said in a deep voice, "Gu Qian, don't strike up conversations with random men, and don't smile at anyone as you please."
Gu Qian felt his possessiveness was sudden and unexplainable. Since she boarded the cruise, she hadn't smiled at all—who had she smiled at?
"You're being unreasonable, let go of me. I don't want to stay with you." Gu Qian pushed against him, only to find his body as immovable as if it weighed a thousand pounds, impossible to push away.
