Zhou Shuang stretched her hand to stop him from closing the door. But her hand wasn't fast enough, and the closing of the door almost pinched her hands.
"Yan Rusheng! You are such a petty, vile, and pretentious guy!"
Zhou Shuang let out a tirade of insults against him. And to vent her residual anger, she kicked the door as hard as she could.
'Bang!'
Xuxu heard the commotion from the second level and hastily left her office. She peered from the corridor from the second level.
She wasn't surprised to see Yan Rusheng. She curiously glanced at the closed door. "Why did you shut the door? What was that sound?"
Yan Rusheng shook his head. "It was a beggar just now. I've already given her 100 yuan, and she wanted more. So, I shut the door, and she kicked it. To think that this beggar was so bad-tempered."
As he explained, he walked towards her in a composed manner. He spoke casually and unhurriedly.
He didn't look guilty at all.
