The sudden knock on the door caused Song Tian's grip to loosen.
Seizing the moment, Qin Ying wriggled out of Song Tian's grasp and hurried into the bedroom.
Song Tian stared at the door that slammed shut with a bang, sighed, and thought, "Looks like it's not happening today."
Then the door was knocked three more times.
Qin Ying opened the door, straightening her hair and giving Song Tian a glare as she walked towards it.
When she reached the doorway, she realized the button of her jeans was still undone, which scared her into quickly fastening it before opening the door.
The door opened to reveal a young woman in a white dress, her light makeup enhancing her delicate and pretty features. Although she wore no expensive jewelry, the mere air about her screamed wealth; she looked like she came from money.
"Qin, what took you so long? What were you up to?"
As the young woman spoke, she bent down to change her shoes.