Her tear-streaked face, not yet dry, stared blankly at Dan Tingye, who was walking step by step towards her, slowly lowering her hands that covered her eyes, looking at him in shock.
"Aren't you leaving? Do you need me to send you off?" Tingye approached her, his obsidian-like eyes flickering with an inexplicable light, speaking coldly.
Upon hearing this, Meimei was stunned, still not recovering from the shock of him dismantling her door, unable to speak due to the anger emanating from him.
Seeing the atmosphere was off, Yao immediately waved for the bodyguards behind him to retreat, respectfully guarding the elevator entrance.
"So next time, if I come a bit late, will I only see an empty house?" Looking at her dazed expression seemed like an admission to Tingye, and his chest burned with even more fury.
He leaned down to her, reached out to grip her chin, forcing Meimei to lift her head, gritting his teeth.
"Aren't you leaving? Why aren't you leaving faster?"
"..."
