Shen Qian remained as if he heard nothing, simply quickening his pace. He went up to the second floor and entered his room before finally placing Ji Xinxin on the bed.
Ji Xinxin slightly opened her beautiful eyes, glaring at him indignantly. Just as she was about to speak, Shen Qian turned around and headed straight for the bathroom. The words Ji Xinxin meant to say got stuck in her throat, and in the end, she only bit her teeth together.
Her face had been splashed with water, her clothes, and hair now moist. The droplets kept falling, one by one. She just reached out her hand and casually wiped her face, then couldn't help but feel a bit gloomy, wondering where that madwoman had sprung from, ruining her makeup completely. Tomorrow's front-page headline wouldn't feature an ugly photo of her, would it? No, she had to ask her agent to take care of it in advance—no unflattering photos were to be circulated.
