After bailing Long Zhen out of the police station, Long Zhen, who temporarily had nowhere to live, could only stay at Lan Jin's place. As if to deliberately provoke Qin Yin, Long Zhen intimately wrapped her arms around Lan Jin's neck, breathing ambiguously in her ear, "Sister Jinjin, tonight I shall sleep with you."
Qin Yin's pupils contracted. He had long suspected that Miss Long preferred women. Without a word, he stepped forward and forcibly separated them. His dangerous gaze sent a warning toward Long Zhen:
"Stay away from her, or I won't mind sending you back right now."
"Hey, Mr. Qin, don't think I'm afraid of you. If you can, let's have a fight."
Rolling up her sleeves, Long Zhen boldly stepped onto the coffee table, her contemptuous gaze challenging everyone present.
"Alright, alright. You sleep in my room, I'll sleep on the sofa," Lan Jin hurriedly interjected, somewhat exasperated.
The apartment was a bachelor's, with only one bedroom.
