"You... open this door!" A sharp pain shot through the back of Angela's hand. She instinctively swung back, but her palm smacked squarely against the door. She hissed in pain and, unable to contain her fury, kicked the door and yelled.
"Angela, that's enough!" Yarn, returning from the dining hall, saw Angela throwing a fit in front of Su Qing's room. A wave of anger rushed over him. He strode forward, seized Angela's wrist, and snapped, "Go back to your room right now. Have you no shame, making a scene like this?"
Because of Angela's obsession with marrying him, Yarn had started to feel an involuntary aversion to her.
"Yarn, you're taking her side against me?" Angela glared at Yarn, furious. "Tell me, are you interested in her? Your attitude toward me was never this awful before. You're the one who's being unreasonable today!"
