Mo Yuzhen did not answer immediately.
He turned his head slowly and looked down at her. There was no warmth in his eyes, no trace of the man she thought she knew. What stared back at her was cold, merciless, and terrifyingly unfamiliar.
Before she could understand what was happening, pain shot through her wrist.
Mo Yuzhen's hand closed around it like iron, and with a sharp, forceful motion, he flung her away from him.
An Yuwei screamed as her body crashed onto the hard concrete floor. The impact sent a searing pain through her knees as her skin scraped violently against the rough surface.
"Ah!"
Tears immediately welled up in her eyes as she looked down at her bleeding knees, her entire body trembling in shock and pain. Slowly, she lifted her head, disbelief and terror written clearly across her face as she stared at the man standing above her.
"Yuzhen!" she cried, her voice breaking, tears streaming freely as fear finally consumed her whole. "Why?"
