Ruan Zeyan's face was cast in a threatening shadow. He yanked Ling Tianya's hand off and pushed her away, "Get away from me!"
Ling Tianya's back hit the wall hard, but she managed to continue with a sweet voice, "If you don't like the idea, just tell me. No need to be mad."
Ruan Zeyan held her down again at her shoulders, "Ling Tianya, stop talking about the things that happened six years ago. You are making me sick!"
Zhang Ke arrived at Ling Tianya's apartment with two bags of writing materials Ling Tianya had asked for. She went back to her place to fetch them for her.
The doorbell rang and rang, nobody answered.
That's strange, is she still not home?
Zhang Ke put both bags in one hand and typed in the door code with the other hand.
After she opened the door, Zhang Ke made her way in, "Miss Ling, are you…home…?"
The scene in the room startled Zhang Ke, bags of paper falling from her hands onto the floor.
