Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“You damned woman, you’re really something!” Rong Yan hollered before springing up and jumping off the bed in one fluid motion. She finally knew what Rong Yan’s Achilles heel was, and that was having someone invade his personal space!
She could already imagine how displeased he would be.
Rong Yan opened the door of the bedroom with a sullen expression. Once again, Uncle Zhang appeared at the door.
Seemingly having not expected that Rong Yan would show up, Uncle Zhang asked cautiously, “Young Master, didn’t you say that you were going to bed with Young Madam? Where are you going now?”
Damn it, seems like Grandpa does not intend to let us just skim through it. He has instructed Uncle Zhang to keep an eye on us for the rest of the night.
“Can’t I go downstairs to get some water?” Rong Yan questioned angrily.
“Young Master, If you’d like to drink some water, you may just instruct the servants to bring some for you. You don’t have to make the trip downstairs personally. Hurry and go get some rest with Young Madam. I’ll pour you some water now.” Uncle Zhang then hurried downstairs to get some water.
“Damn it!” Rong Yan muttered under his breath before turning around and returning to his seat with a sullen expression.
It seems I cannot go to the guest room. I cannot accept having to sleep on the same bed with that damned woman. Must I really sleep in the same room as her?
The thought of it made Rong Yan grow even angrier. Uncle Zhang entered with the glass of water and placed it in front of him before greeting him goodnight and retreating immediately, seemingly afraid of disturbing him. He then closed the door after him. Seeing how angry Rong Yan was, Luo Anning decided to be kind and thus threw a pillow at him. “Here, have a pillow. You’ll have to sleep on the couch tonight.”
The pillow caught Rong Yan off guard as it fell onto the ground while the water splashed all over his face. Rong Yan turned to look at her angrily before barking, “Luo Anning, you’re courting death!”
“What are you trying to do? I’m telling you, Grandpa and Mother are upstairs now. If you dare to do anything to me, they won’t let you off… Ahhh!” Before she could even react, she fell onto the ground.
She got up in exasperation. Fortunately, the Persian carpet was thick enough to prevent her from getting hurt. Otherwise, she would definitely be in pain for at least half a month.
Placing his hands in front of his chest, Rong Yan smiled slyly and said, “You were the one who fell off the bed yourself. You shall take the couch tonight.”
Rong Yan ignored her anger and lay back down on the bed and switched off the lights, leaving just two dim yellow lights on.
What a scumbag!
Luo Annning gritted her teeth angrily and stared at him, wishing she could punch him.
She actually did it. By the time she realized what she had done, Rong Yan had already grabbed her fist tightly and pinned her down onto the bed.
Rong Yan smirked charmingly. He straddled her and pressed her hands down while staring at her like a demon.
“Think twice and reflect on your own abilities before you think of hitting me. Aren’t you ashamed of showing your silly tricks in front of me?”