He closed the door, and when he turned to face Shen Qingyan, the casual, unruly expression had completely vanished. His eyebrows and eyes were tinged with an enchanting, deeply bewitching allure.
"Why did you drag me in here?" she demanded, pointing the muzzle of her gun at his chest. "Chi Yan, something is wrong with you."
"Miss Shen, you really know how to make a guy feel unwelcome," he drawled, letting the end of his sentence linger. He had no idea what the strange thing in her hand was, but he had a distinct feeling it could be lethal.
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