Ji Yan did not want anyone to give Shen Hanxing a room card, nor did he want anyone to look at Shen Hanxing the way Wei Yong did. It was as if a ferocious beast was imprisoned in his heart, ready to break out of its cage at any moment. His eyes were bottomless as if they would swallow the person in front of him at any moment.
"It's just Xiang Yi. He can't move me," Shen Hanxing seemed unaware of Ji Yan's abnormal behavior. She chuckled, and her slightly cold fingertips landed on Ji Yan's face. She caressed his jawline lightly. "If Mr. Ji isn't in the room where this room card opens, it's no different from rubbish. When will you give me your room card then, Mr. Ji?" She smiled. Her fair arm wrapped around Ji Yan's neck. She smiled and said, "I'll be on time. I won't let Mr. Ji wait too long."
