Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
She kept her head bowed as she headed back to their seats, causing her to bump into others occasionally.
One man had just left the dance floor when she walked right into him.
The man held her steady by the shoulders and, at the sight of her alluring beauty, thought that she had done it on purpose!
She promptly looked up at the realization that she had hit someone again and quickly offered an apology before walking past the person. The man halted her steps by gripping her wrist. “Why are you leaving after piquing my interest? You did that on purpose, so why play hard-to-get now?”
Gu Xingze was infuriated by this. He was upset that she had opted to walk far ahead in an evident effort to avoid him!
Why is she avoiding me?
Is it because of those words I blurted out earlier?
He hastened to hug her by the shoulders. The man saw that and was about to pester her more, but the superstar lost his cool and told him off. “Get lost! Don’t get in the way!”
With that said and done, he expressionlessly grabbed her wrist and strode off.
She was, thus, led by him away from the man. Unknowingly, he exerted too much force in his grip, and that caused her to feel some pain from her wrist.
This made her look up at him. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it subsequently when she caught sight of his clamped shut jaws and deeply furrowed brows. There was also a somewhat perceptible anger boiling in the depths of his eyes.
She sensed his anger, but… why was he angry?! She did not remember doing anything to provoke him in the first place!
“Gu Xingze, are you mad at me—”
“You don’t have to avoid me deliberately!” The man suddenly stopped walking to cut her words off before he lowered his head to look at her. “Like and dislike are two distinct things. I don’t like to suppress my feelings.”
She was a little bewildered.
“I’m not forcing you to like me, so you need not avoid me like this, okay?”
“Okay…”
That was when he realized the folly in his behavior. Feeling vexed, he apologized with his brows knitted. “Sorry…”
…
She was almost carried by him back to their seats. Striding along fast to keep up with the pace of the man holding her wrist tightly, she thought that he wanted to snap her apart as she stumbled a little!
Back at the booth, she deliberately distanced herself from him by choosing to sit far from him.
He sensed her intention but did not comment on it; he knew that his earlier behavior had scared her off.
She doesn’t hold any idea toward me.
From the start, she’s been keeping me at a distance.
Most rookies would stick to him without needing persuasion because of his reputation and resources.
Only this woman preferred to stay away when he wanted to draw her near.
She could even make use of him for a while, yet she rejected him outright, and this made him feel… like he was a complete failure.
Women are really hard to comprehend.
The guests at the VIP booth were in the middle of having fun when the man returned to his seat with a frosty look. The atmosphere gradually turned frigid with his presence.
His eyes, which were dark and sullen, seemed to forewarn of an impending storm. Although he was sitting elegantly on one end, they could sense the animosity emanating from him. His mere presence could render anyone helpless!
