Ning Yanan felt a sting in her heart and shook off his shackles, quickly rinsed her hands under the faucet and turned to walk out of the kitchen.
She entered the bedroom and was about to shut the door behind her.
But as she pushed hard, another force blocked the door.
Jiang Jinchen kicked the door open, without caring if the door might hit her, and strode into the room, sweeping a glance around her bedroom.
Finding no trace of any man's belongings, his narrow, peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he headed straight for the wardrobe.
"Jiang Jinchen, what are you doing? This is my room, what gives you the right to run wild here!" Ning Yanan watched his movements, knowing the man's intentions, feeling nothing but embarrassment and anger.
Did he really not trust her that much?
Did he have to humiliate her in such a manner?
"On what grounds, do you want me to tell you?"
Jiang Jinchen ignored her attempts to stop him; the more Ning Yanan resisted, the more he insisted on looking.
