Jiang Nian: "???"
"Hmph!" Zhang Ningzhi didn't explain, placing her hands on her hips proudly. When she saw him raise his hand, she couldn't help but puff up angrily.
"You dare!"
Jiang Nian reached out and pinched her leg. Zhizhi was still puffing up, but her reaction wasn't too intense.
Boiling the swan slowly.
Suddenly, the front door made a beeping sound. Someone had pressed the fingerprint scanner outside; Zhang Wanhai was back.
The door swung open abruptly.
Zhang Ningzhi's face turned white. On instinct, she pulled Jiang Nian up. Without saying a word, she dragged him into the room.
"Shh!"
Jiang Nian looked bewildered, "What are you doing?"
"My dad's back!" Zhang Ningzhi explained nervously, "If he sees you in the living room..."
"We're not doing anything."
"It's hard to explain."
"Then what if we're in the room?" Jiang Nian asked the soul-searching question, "If your dad catches us, what then?"
Zhang Ningzhi froze.
"Right, then what should we do?"
