Li Tong saw Wang Mengying's flushed face and somewhat disheveled hair, her watery eyes still brimming with the remnants of ardor, looking exactly like someone who had just finished making love. His anger peaked as he asked, "Yingying, what were you just doing, and who is in your room?"
After speaking, he reached out to push the door open, wanting to see who dared to compete with him for a woman.
In Li Tong's heart, Wang Mengying had already been earmarked for him; it was just a matter of time before he would win her over. In the hospital, no one could snatch a woman from his hands. As the youngest department vice director in the hospital, he had that confidence, that much swagger.
But Wang Mengying firmly resisted the door and Li Tong couldn't budge it. Then, Wang Mengying walked out of the room, keeping Li Tong at a distance.
