Lu Jihan carried Song Yinyin straight up to the second floor. Once inside the master bedroom, he kicked the door shut with his foot.
Bam—
The door closed with a thud.
Seeing this, Song Yinyin began to struggle frantically.
"Lu Jihan, you liar, bastard! Let me down! What right do you have to stop me? I'm not something you bought..."
Before she could finish speaking, Lu Jihan directly carried her to the two-meter-wide bed and tossed her onto it.
"Ouch—"
Song Yinyin landed on the bed, her head hitting the edge of the mattress, and she cried out in pain as stars danced before her eyes.
"Mmm..." Tears streamed from her eyes from the pain.
"What's wrong?"
She pressed her lips together, stubbornly refusing to speak, yet instinctively raised a hand to touch the back of her head, discovering a small bump had already formed.
Curling up on the bed, Song Yinyin sucked in chilly breaths from the pain, growing angrier the more she thought, cursing Lu Jihan up and down in her mind.
