His actions were not small, and there seemed to be some hidden anger within him. Secretary Liang, who was standing behind him and the hotel's manager on duty, felt the tension in the air.
Secretary Liang opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to say something to Li Yan, but sensing the forbidden aura emanating from his boss, he quickly resigned himself to silence.
He believed that CEO Li would not do anything overboard to Special Assistant Ning.
Special Assistant Ning would be able to coax this raging lion, Secretary Liang thought to himself.
However, the manager on duty at the hotel did not think so. He looked at the young master in front of him who was either rich or noble. He was getting more agitated, and his actions were affecting the rest of the guests in the other rooms.
With Li Yan's intimidating aura, the manager braced himself and reminded him, "Sir, would you like to call your wife again? It's already three in the morning. If you keep knocking like this, I'm afraid it will disturb the rest of our other guests, which wouldn't be good."
Secretary Liang's heart was also lifted high as soon as the manager finished speaking. He was afraid that in the next moment, Li Yan would lose control of his anger and vent it on them, the outsiders!
Strangely, Li Yan didn't react to the manager's words. He simply glanced at the manager and then took out his phone, frantically pressing something on it.
When Secretary Liang saw this, he swallowed his saliva calmly. After thinking for a while, he added for Ning Zhi, who was not opening the door, "Special Assistant Ning might be too tired and have fallen asleep. That's why she didn't hear your call! Didn't CEO Lu tell you this afternoon? He and Special Assistant Ning have been busy all day and have done a lot of things. It's normal for her to be in a deep sleep at this time, hahaha."
Ignoring Liang's feeble attempts to explain, Li Yan continued to stare at his phone, the number still unreachable. The surging anger in his eyes began to burn again.
The veins on Li Yan's hand bulged as he clenched the phone. He shouted at the tightly shut door, "Ning Zhi! I know you're inside. If you don't open the door, don't blame me for doing something that you'll regret! You know my temper."
The manager on duty was so intimidated by Li Yan's aura that he couldn't help but tremble. He was tempted to call the police, but the sight of the business card that the secretary had just handed him suppressed that thought.
This gentleman before him was not someone they insignificant people could offend. He could only pray that the lady inside would calm down, open the door, and let the gentleman in.
As for whether there was a misunderstanding, that was not the most important thing!
For example, he mistakenly thought that Ning Zhi in the room was 'Mrs. Li' who had angered Li Yan.
Ning Zhi was unaware of the misunderstanding in the manager's mind. She just stood in the room and looked at the closed door with a cold expression, as if Li Yan's scolding and anger were just trivial matters.
However, as the noisy discussions in the corridor and the sound of footsteps gradually grew louder, Ning Zhi knew that she could not avoid Li Yan. She adjusted her silk pajamas and gently raised her hand to open the room door.
Li Yan's reprimand was abruptly halted by the suddenly opened door. He looked at Ningzhi, whom he hadn't seen in several days, and his handsome nose flared slightly as he took a deep breath, steadying his emotions. "Ning Zhi, you…"
"It's so late. What's gotten into you?" Ning Zhi interrupted Li Yan's words in a calm tone, her brows furrowing with impatience.
Li Yan had initially intended to directly question Ning Zhi about why she didn't answer his calls or open the door for him. However, the moment he saw her expression's cold indifference, the anger he had just suppressed ignited once again.
He barged into her comfort zone, like a wild and irrational lion. His long legs propelled him forward without hesitation.
Secretary Liang and the hotel manager watched in a stunned state as the door slammed in their faces.
However, Secretary Liang, who had experienced similar situations before, quickly regained his composure. He smoothly provided a perfect excuse to deceive everyone in the hallway, including the startled hotel manager.
As for what happened behind the closed door, neither Li Yan nor Ning Zhi were aware of the subsequent events. They had no interest in getting involved in these trivial matters.
Ning Zhi found herself being dragged into the room by Li Yan, his hand gripping her throat. The sound of the door slamming startled her. Her delicate neck was held in his grasp, fragile yet stubborn, like a beautiful but defiant butterfly.