Xiao Yu swallowed nervously, sensing danger from Allen, and instinctively took a step back, her gaze darting around the living room. "Where's the kitchen? I have something to do, I'll leave once the noodles are cooked."
Allen crossed his arms, looking at Xiao Yu with a playful stare. "Miss Su, I heard you used to be Gong Ting's lover. You can't be that naive, right? What does it mean when a man brings a woman home and asks her to cook noodles for him?"
Xiao Yu understood, her cheeks flushed red. "If you don't want noodles, then I shall take my leave."
Xiao Yu turned to leave; she hadn't expected Allen to be so flippant and rude. Her hand just touched the door handle when she was forcibly pulled back. In the next moment, Allen pinned her against the shoe cabinet, his breath warm and mocking on her face. "Miss Su, what are you pretending for? Haven't you already been used and abused by Gong Ting?"
