After changing her clothes, Mu Anran walked into the hall and immediately saw Qin Zheng seated across the long table eating breakfast.
Anger ignited in her in an instant, and she hurried over, only to be stopped by a bodyguard a meter away from him, "Qin Zheng, give me back my stuff!"
Qin Zheng slowly took a sip of milk and feigned surprise, "You mean your bag and phone, right? Since you don't need them anymore, I threw them away for you!"
"You bastard!" Mu Anran glared at him through gritted teeth.
"Anran, be a good girl and stay here with me, and I will cherish you," Qin Zheng stood up and walked over to her, looking down at her from above, "Mumu, let's have a child, shall we?"
Mu Anran's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Does this Qin Zheng have a mental problem?
By now, she didn't even bother to argue anymore and turned to head toward the front door.
"Miss Mu!" Several bodyguards immediately surrounded her.
