The door was quickly closed, and the room plunged into darkness, with only the moonlight from outside the window barely illuminating the figure in front of her.
Su Wanxin was pressed against the door panel, looking closely at Fu Shihan's angry expression, and her heart, once stuck in her throat, finally began to settle down.
"What are you doing... You scared me." She pushed Fu Shihan and complained softly. "I thought it was someone else."
"Who did you hope it was?" Fu Shihan asked coldly, "The person you were just dancing with?"
"..."
Su Wanxin had not drunk much and was not foolish. She could hear the displeasure in his tone.
She nervously swallowed her saliva, glancing around the environment she was in.
The small room appeared to be a storeroom, not very big, filled with various items.
"I didn't." Su Wanxin explained cautiously. "He was my classmate from university, we hadn't seen each other for years, and I was quite happy to see him."