Zhuang Nainai could not comprehend it.
The look on Si Zhengting's face now… was it anger?
Was it due to her clinginess, or… because she had a conversation with a stranger in the toilet?
Amidst her imagination and guesses, Si Zhengting let go of her wrist.
His slender fingers undid his first shirt button. He then walked gracefully towards the dining table and sat.
His face betrayed no expression and was as cool as before. It was as if all that rage earlier had all been in Zhuang Nainai's own imagination.
However, at this moment, nothing else was on Zhuang Nainai's mind. She only thought to herself, I'm in, I'm in!
She didn't have to say anything but managed to enter this room!
Even though she had no idea why and how, the bodyguards did not chase her away this time around!
