She was literally knocked away!
Finished, she was actually angry.
However, Jiang Jinsang didn't care, reaching out to grasp her hand again, holding it tightly in his palm. Even if Tang Wan wanted to break free, she didn't dare to use too much force and had to endure it. She naturally wouldn't let the elders see anything amiss on the surface.
...
After dinner, he found a small hammer and nail-free hooks, saying he wanted to hang up the painting Tang Yunxian had given.
Tang Wan was holding back her anger. When they got to the third floor, she went straight back to her own bedroom. When Jiang Jinsang tried to follow her in, he almost slammed his face into the door.
He touched his nose; her temper was still quite big.
She sat down by the bed, feeling somewhat annoyed in her heart, angry at him for not taking his own body seriously. But a few minutes later, she suddenly heard the sound of chiseling next door and couldn't help frowning.
