In silence, Pei Yuanjun walked to her. He pulled a chair in front of her and sat down in a domineering posture under her surprising gaze. Wearing a judgmental look, he stared at her quietly as if he could pull her down to hell without uttering any word.

The atmosphere in the room couldn't be more frightening, especially on a night like this.

His anger came out of nowhere, making Qu Moying confused. Was he suspecting her because he saw her face?

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