Screwed over terribly

Ye Wanwan had just reached the door and didn't have time to clearly see what was happening inside before Si Yehan took off his black jacket extremely fast and tossed it toward the bed inside the room, covering something up.

Then, as though Si Yehan felt like it wasn't enough, he severely ordered her, "Close your eyes."

Ye Wanwan was about to look at the bed but reflexively closed her eyes obediently. "…"

Sh*t! Just what kind of situation was this?!

Why was Si Yehan's expression so awful?

What could be on the bed that would anger Si Yehan to this extent?

It couldn't be a naked man, right?

Dead silence invaded the air, and she could only hear Si Yehan's heavy breathing from his rage.

Not only were Ye Wanwan's eyes closed, but she also had no idea what was going on. It felt truly torturous.

At this moment, rustling noises were heard from the bed. Later, a hoarse and panicked voice drifted to her ears. "Miss… Miss Yi…"