She looked through the peephole and when she saw Xin Ziao standing outside knocking on the door, her head started to hurt.
"Ruan Yang, open the door. I know you're at home." Xin Ziao started banging on the door.
Her head hurt and was really afraid he would make so much noise that the people upstairs and downstairs would find out. Hence, she said, "Ziao, can you stop kicking up a fuss? I'm a public figure. You're going to let others know that there's something going on between us if you act like this."
"Then open the door. If you're not going to open the door today, I'll… find someone to pry open your lock. If you dare to call the real estate agent, I'll tell everyone that you, Ruan Yang, live here," Xin Ziao said through gritted teeth.
"Why did you become such a scoundrel?" Ruan Yang couldn't tell whether she was feeling more terrible or angrier. "What on earth do you want?"
