Who could tell her what had happened?
"I have other things to do, I must go now." Recalling everything, Mu Yin felt her heart descend into chaos and suddenly struggled again.
She didn't want to see him...
Not even a speck of red!
But it was already too late.
The cold, still man had appeared at the door without her knowing when.
Dressed in a black cloak like before in the elevator, his sharp and upright figure suddenly burst into Mu Yin's line of sight.
His back was against the light, his face unclear, but his handsome profile drew a beautiful scene between light and shadow.
Mu Yin suddenly froze, stopping her struggles.
She panickedly lowered her head, her heart raced as he walked in.
"Answer a few questions for me, and I'll let you go," Bo Fengheng quickly stood in front of her, looking down at her.
His tone was actually fine, although distant and cool, it wasn't very imposing; however, the invisible oppression made it hard to breathe.
He hadn't recognized her?
