C1149 Redemption of Love 6

When the therapist left, Mu Qiaozhi looked at the tall, golden-haired man. If he had a knife in his hand, he would have definitely thrown it over. However, he knew that he couldn't act rashly right now. He was even burning with anxiety. It was easier said than done to escape from such a defensive measure.

He was furious. He clenched his fists tightly, but he remained calm and collected