Meanwhile, at Si Jingyun's apartment.
After Bai Liyue and Qin Yufeng left, Si Jingyun broke away from the trance that he was put in. As he sat on the sofa, he stared into nothingness. For some reason, he had a weird feeling in his heart. He felt as if something happened to him right now, and yet, when he tried to remember he couldn't.
What did he do in the past few minutes?
He blinked his eyes, wondering where the pain in his arms came from. Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Si Jingyun looked up and stared at the door, frowning. Who could be at this time?
Thinking about what happened in the hotel room tonight, his lips curled into a deviant smirk. Humph! Who else could it be other than his dear future wife and that nasty Qin Yufeng? They must be her for the pictures but no matter what, he was not going to give it to them.
