The wind and snow outside the door continued unabated.
Her regained clarity, vexed at the revelation of her hidden secrets, caused Lu Tong to turn in fury, attempting to leave.
But she was yanked back in a grip.
Pei Yunmeng clutched her wrist, his previously smiling, gentle gaze instantly fading away, like an anger held in check, his expression growing progressively colder.
"Why push me away?" he asked.
He had discovered all her secrets, the hidden colorful ribbon and the wooden block, the deliberately distant attitude. He was always clever, and in their earlier scuffle, she had betrayed her hand.
She couldn't hide from him.
A favored son of heaven, repeatedly pushed away by her—if the truth hadn't been uncovered, excuses might suffice. However, once he realized it was intentional, his anger was natural.
He had every right to be angry.
