The people blasting Wang Rouxi's house ceased their onslaught. It was deadly quiet in the whole vicinity of the house.
"You should know better than to disobey me next time, Mr. Xia. Now get off me. I have to send our guests off." Her voice hushed to prevent others from knowing their location.
However, Xia Jiannan remained unmoving on top of her.
Wang Rouxi could hear the footsteps nearing the kitchen's door and she knew that she needed to deal with those nuisances as soon as possible. She then tapped Xia Jiannan's left cheek with her right hand.
"Be good and let me go. We don't want to keep our guests waiting, do we?"
Wrong move.
It was a fatal mistake on Wang Rouxi's end.
Although the thin fabric of the black glove she wore covered her hand, Xia Jiannan could still feel the warmth of her hand seeping through it.