Ling Momo looked at Li Qingshen moving freely and unobstructedly, her mind somewhat dazed as she foolishly called out, "Teacher."
Then, her wrist was suddenly seized by Li Qingshen, and she was dragged out of the study.
"Qingshen, what are you doing!" Wen Jiaran exclaimed displeasedly, stopping Li Qingshen.
Li Qingshen ignored Wen Jiaran and continued dragging Ling Momo, whose wrist felt like it was about to break, yet she dared not speak up to remind him.
Wen Jiaran felt anxious, subconsciously thinking that Li Qingshen was upset because of the cup. She stood up from her chair, her voice growing stern as she called his name again, "Qingshen!"
Li Qingshen's eyes flickered, and he finally stopped.
Wen Jiaran quickly walked up to him, "Qingshen, it's just a broken cup, Momo didn't mean to do it!"
Li Qingshen didn't respond or make a sound.
Wen Jiaran, looking at Li Qingshen's demeanor, spoke with displeasure, "Qingshen, did you hear me?"
