Lin Ao flung her onto the sofa and stared at Luo Yanran coldly.
Luo Yanran gulped down great breaths of fresh air.
She had no idea why Lin Ao had suddenly treated her like that. For a moment there, she had thought she was really going to die.
The more she thought about it, the more wronged she felt. I was just about to tell you something explosive, and you suddenly treated me like that!
"Waaaaah!"
She burst into loud sobs, her voice echoing throughout the room.
Lin Ao frowned and sat back down on the sofa. Suddenly, he really wanted a cigarette.
Thinking it over, he realized he might have overreacted. Maybe Liu Nian's situation had gotten to him. Even if Luo Yanran wasn't exactly a genius, she was still a smart person. If she had been probing him, she wouldn't have asked so blatantly.
By now, Luo Yanran's tears had soaked the front of her blouse. She was crying so hard she could barely catch her breath, her chest rising and falling like a pair of pink water balloons.
"Enough!"
Lin Ao shouted impatiently. He didn't have time to admire the view right now.
He had thought that a shout would make Luo Yanran stop obediently, like she had before.
But she paused for only a moment, then resumed her loud sobbing, sounding more and more distraught.
At this point, Luo Yanran didn't care whether she was going to die or not. All she felt was wronged. She wanted to cry, so she was going to cry. Couldn't she cry her fill before she died? If not, then just kill her already.
Lin Ao was at a loss. Seeing Luo Yanran cry as if her heart were breaking, his anger faded. He shook his head, walked over to