She bowed her head, stubborn like a little bull.
Quan Shaoqing gradually clenched his fist, seeing her frail figure, a mysterious pain stabbed his heart.
He stepped forward.
But Gu Xiaoxi instinctively curled up into a ball.
She thought she had angered him again. However, to her surprise, the man simply squatted down, took her hand, and turned over her palm…
Immediately, two deep scratches from fingernails were exposed in the center of her palm.
There was also fresh blood on her fingers.
"I must have been really drunk to have scared you like this."
Quan Shaoqing used two fingers to massage his dizzy head, taking a long breath... even he could smell the strong scent of alcohol on himself.
He grabbed her hand, pulled her up, and hugged her slender waist, heading towards the sofa.
Gu Xiaoxi didn't say a word. In front of Quan Shaoqing, she had no power to resist.
She knew that no amount of struggle would help and only indifference could protect her.
