C256 The past Is Worse than the Smoke

The air suddenly quieted down, and he looked at me with a complicated expression in his eyes. It was hard to tell if he believed me or doubted me, but it made me feel as if I was standing on tenterhooks.

"Are you satisfied?"

"Mo Li, I …"

Not listening to him, I broke free from his embrace, pushed him out of the bedroom, and shut the door behind me