This woman was quite good at playing the blame game.
Lian Jing narrowed his eyes dangerously. He took off his jacket and sat by the bed to look at her.
When Shen Yin saw that he had no intention of leaving, alarm bells immediately rang, but she could not sit still. It was as if there were spikes on her butt.
Shen Yin glared at him. "Why are you sitting here? Don't forget what I said last time."
"What did you say?" Lian Jing raised his eyebrows. He leaned forward and placed his hands on either side of her, his body pressing down on her. She had no choice but to lean back and barely managed to maintain some distance.
Shen Yin pushed his chest. "Sit up straight and speak properly. I said last time that you have to respect me. After all, I'm not your bedmate who's at your beck and call."
