"Yan Xinxin, do you really understand your current situation? Hmm?"
Mo Chuxi asked, lowering his voice.
His long arms trapped Yan Xinxin between him and the car.
Yan Xinxin looked at him, confused and uneasy, with her round, cat-like eyes.
"Mr. Mo, I'm not quite sure what you mean."
What exactly is this man angry about?
Is it because she was late at noon, or because of those words she said to Yan Zhirou out of spite?
While she was puzzled, Yan Xinxin felt Mo Chuxi's presence closing in, his handsome face almost touching hers.
"Yan Xinxin, I can overlook your past love affairs, but from now on, you'd better behave. Don't let me find out you are entangled with another man, or the consequences will be more than you can bear."
"..."
What, what the hell!
Yan Xinxin opened her small mouth speechlessly, and Mo Chuxi suddenly released her and turned coldly to get into the car.
Damn!
Yan Xinxin was extremely frustrated.
What does he mean by this?
"Get in the car."
