After destroying many of his valuable possessions and obtaining his promise to sleep on the floor, Gu Jiayin finally felt much of the pent-up frustration in her heart dissipate.
She then shot Sheng Qianchi a cold glance, turned around, climbed back into bed, and, flipping open the blanket, snuggled in. She also turned off the main light and the bedside lamp with a flick of her hand.
She occupied the entire large bed by herself.
The bedroom was instantly plunged into darkness. Gradually, the moonlight emerged, faintly outlining the tall and robust figure of the man.
He wasn't angry and even had a trace of a smile on his lips as he looked at the small form on the bed.
He walked to the side of the floor mattress, paused for a couple of seconds, and moved it closer to the bed. Only then did he put on a pair of pajamas and snuggled into the blanket.
In his heart, he couldn't help lamenting: Gu Jiayin, this woman, is truly violent.
