Hearing the footsteps getting closer and closer, Ah Chuan didn't have time to think, and with a swift move of his foot, he shut the door.
Luo Qi couldn't wait and leaned in again.
What followed exceeded expectations.
When Luo Qi woke up, she felt a splitting headache, like she had been ran over by a car.
She felt something was wrong. She lifted the blanket and was shocked at what she saw. Even after rubbing her eyes, nothing changed.
"What are you doing?" An arm reached over from the side.
Luo Qi turned her head stiffly and gasped when she saw Ah Chuan's face.
Ah Chuan frowned, about to say something, but his phone rang. Seeing it was a call from Jun Mochan, he quickly picked up.
"Bastard, what did you do to me last night?" Luo Qi, her finger trembling, pointed at him.
Jun Mochan, on the other end of the line, frowned upon hearing this.
"President," Ah Chuan covered Luo Qi's mouth and spoken respectfully into the phone.