Nianyang sneered, "When did you ever leave the Cold Palace?"
Li Tingyan's dark pupils contracted, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly picked up Nianyang and headed to the second floor.
Nianyang was momentarily startled by the sudden lift-off, and then began to struggle, "Li Tingyan, what are you doing? Put me down!"
Li Tingyan had a stern face and clenched his jaw, ignoring Nianyang's struggles, striding into the room and locking the door with a click.
"Li Tingyan, you bastard!" Nianyang was thrown onto the bed, her eyes red with anger, "People like you aren't suited to me showing you any kindness. Let me tell you, the previous matter isn't over yet, you'd better be well-behaved!"
Li Tingyan sat at the edge of the bed, speaking heavily, "Nini, I just want to have a good talk with you. Things haven't been clearly explained, and you're not going anywhere."
Nianyang snorted coldly, "Explain what? I've already known everything for a long time."
