Sang Qian's heart was beating faster. She cursed him. "Now is not the time for you to know the truth. I want you to regret your actions! You damned man!"
She mumbled to herself and threw a punch at the door with full force. A sharp cry escaped her lips. She breathed out deeply to calm herself.
Her knuckles hurt but she didn't care. She pursed her lips. Her brows relaxed. Wang Zhao barged in. She clenched her jaw. "Don't come in my room!" She yelled and her brows knitted together.
He raised a brow and his eyes went down her arm to her, now bleeding, knuckles. He smiled and looked up. The smile was as if he saw something funny. She was staring at him intensely, holding herself back again.
He unknowingly pouted his lips just slightly as he was in deep thoughts. He looked back up and his smile didn't even waver. "I want to have a word with you. Calmly. No drama" He was amused and it was clear from his expression.
