"Quick, stop her, stop her!" Jiang Jingnan called from behind her, while whispering a reminder, "Don't really stop her, just put on a show, just put on a show..."
Several people understood.
"Sister Yan, calm down, impulse is the devil!"
"Sister Yan, don't do this, let's talk it out!"
"...Sister Yan, you, you take it easy~"
"..."
A bunch of onlookers didn't really intend to stop her. Everyone knew as clear as a mirror that this disheveled man staying in Song Yan's room had an inexplicable relationship with her.
Song Yan, hands on hips, glared at him furiously and exclaimed, "Gu Chenxiao, you're doing this on purpose to oppose me, aren't you!"
"Yes."
"..." The damnable honesty made her even angrier, wishing she could bite him.
Yet the man maintained his composure throughout, sitting there calmly and offering a stark contrast to her fury.
"You." Song Yan clenched her fists.
