"Lin Hai, listen to me, it's not what you think."
Ouyang Xiaoya saw Lin Hai frown, and for some reason, she felt a sudden panic, afraid he would misunderstand.
At the same time, the door was forcefully pushed open.
A bright red bouquet of roses abruptly appeared in front of their eyes.
The person was dressed brightly, with a fair but handsome face, yet his eyebrows conveyed a sense of arrogance and disdain.
Ouyang Xiaoya was stunned.
Lin Hai saw the person and was momentarily taken aback as well.
The guy holding the bouquet also froze upon seeing Lin Hai.
"Who are you? Why are you in Xiaoya's room?"
Once the guy recovered from his shock, a fierce anger and undisguised murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"And who the hell are you? How dare you barge into my room?"
Lin Hai lifted his head, refusing to show weakness, and locked eyes with the intruder.
Ouyang Xiaoya witnessed the confrontation, furrowed her brows deeply, her eyes filled with worry.
