Ling Tian'ao's anger raged as he grabbed the woman's waist with one hand, sneering, "You want to play however you like?"
Seeing how boldly Ling Tian'ao had scooped her up with one hand, the woman hastily nodded, hooking her arms around his neck, "Yes, whatever you want! Handsome, let's switch places, shall we?"
A smirk curled at the corner of Ling Tian'ao's lips, as he prepared to stand up.
Before he could rise to his feet, he sensed a shadow beside him.
Glancing up at the woman standing before him, Ling Tian'ao was slightly taken aback and furrowed his brows.
Xia Zhisu had thought about it all day. She was sure that Ling Tian'ao must have misunderstood her relationship with Ou Shaoheng. Since Ling Tian'ao was so cautious, she had to explain things to him clearly.
Xia Zhisu, looking at the woman in Ling Tian'ao's arms, also felt a knot of frustration in her heart.
If she hadn't come in time, Ling Tian'ao would have left with this woman, right?
