"Fine! Sister Jin, did you also think I was useless and completely done for, and now you've learned to take care of things yourself?
Today I'm definitely going to make you beg for mercy on your knees. Hurry up and get moving, and I'll let you see what I'm made of in a moment!"
Luo Bai said with a frantic expression. Looking at that puddle of water by the window, his anger flared up higher and higher as he pressed both hands hard against Steward Jin's head.
No wonder he had hammered frantically on the heavy door for ages earlier, only for her not to come out and welcome him right away like she usually did; she had been in here busy all by herself, and judging by the amount of water, it was probably well past ten or eight times already.
This was simply not taking him seriously at all, and he had to punish her severely for it, making sure she understood who was the boss.
Steward Jin had no opportunity whatsoever to voice any explanation, because her little cherry mouth could no longer speak and she could only silently endure Luo Bai's instructions.
Her expression was no longer as agonizingly sorrowful as it usually was, nor did she wear that suffocating look of heartache; right now she only felt like an outsider, her heart incomparably calm.
The drunken Luo Bai watched Steward Jin, who remained silent like a dead fish, and the anger in his heart surged ever more restlessly.
With one hand he fiercely gripped Steward Jin's hair while with the other he grabbed the jar of wine and took a fierce gulp, as if only this could ease the gloomy depression in his heart.
An hour later, Luo Bai passed out drunk on the