Tang Yanqi took her chin out of Sheng Jianan's hand. She herself didn't know what was wrong. With Sheng Jianan, she was always angry, but as long as she didn't see him, her anger would subside, as if her emotions only fluctuated for this one man.
Forcefully, Sheng Jianan shoved Tang Yanqi into the car and directly headed to his apartment in the city center.
The car stopped downstairs, and before Tang Yanqi had a chance to speak, Sheng Jianan had already picked her up in a blatant princess carry.
Tang Yanqi's eyes widened. Usually quick to react, she was now slow by several beats. It wasn't her fault; they were just at each other's throats, she had just slapped him, and he had shown both disgust and sarcasm towards her. What was happening now?
