Jian Yanyan was truly angry this time. She violently flung Su Junhao's hand away, "What do you want to say? Go to hell, get lost."
Su Junhao was stunned by her formidable aura.
Jian Yanyan had already taken her bag and gone downstairs.
Sister Ying hadn't gone to bed yet and was planning to report the situation to Mrs. Su. Seeing Jian Yanyan come down still wearing the same clothes, she was startled and asked, "Miss Jian, what are you doing?"
Suppressing her anger, Jian Yanyan softly greeted Sister Ying, "Sister Ying, I'm going back. Thank you for the evening's hospitality."
"Hey, it's already past eleven at night. How are you going to go back now?" She anxiously called to Jian Yanyan's retreating figure.
"Yeah, there's no bus today, nor subway. You probably wouldn't want me to drive you, would you?" Su Junhao tentatively asked.
