Ye Xunhuan had just reached the ground floor when Qin Rumeng immediately rushed up to him and yanked on his ear, "You little bastard, how dare you leave me behind? Do you have a death wish?"
Many people in the lobby of the Imperial Group froze at the sight of Qin Rumeng grabbing Ye Xunhuan's ear. What was this situation?
It seemed like a beauty descended from heaven had charged at Ye Xunhuan the moment she saw him, and she looked really angry.
"Ouch ouch…" Ye Xunhuan immediately cried out in pain.
"You know it hurts now, huh? Last night when I was the one in pain, why didn't you go easy…" Qin Rumeng huffed.
Ye Xunhuan's face was covered in sweat from embarrassment; her words were all too easy to misinterpret.
But he knew full well that he hadn't done anything to Qin Rumeng last night; she was the one who insisted he give her a massage.
