Liu Qing ultimately didn't manage to stay until the new year.
One day before the year-end, when she sleepily crawled out of bed and headed to the kitchen to find some food Grandma Yao left for her, she bumped into a pair of alluring eyes.
The owner of those eyes leaned lazily against the doorframe, watching her yawn as she walked past him without noticing he was there.
Honestly, Liu Qing really hadn't come to her senses yet.
It wasn't until the owner of those eyes grabbed her hand that she thought about fighting back, but unfortunately, her meager skills were nothing to him.
"Let go of me." Liu Qing glared angrily at Zhou Weiming, "How shameless can you be? I've already run all the way here, and you're still following me."
Zhou Weiming smiled faintly and said, "You used me up and then just upped and left, isn't that a bit unfair?"
