"Who asked you to help me open it?" Nangong Lin snatched the keys away with a subtle threat, "You’d better stay away from me. Just because I have a good relationship with your mom doesn’t mean I’ll have a good relationship with you."

Nangong Lin continued to mutter while trying to unlock the door.

But she was so dizzy and lightheaded that she couldn’t get the key into the keyhole and almost hurt her hand.

Alvin stood by, watching with a sense of "oh boy," and without saying a word, he simply reached out and grabbed the keys from her hand.

"I told you not to help me open it!" Nangong Lin stubbornly tried to stop him, but Alvin easily blocked her with one hand.

Despite his young age, Alvin was already a grown man, tall and strong, so his blockade made Nangong Lin appear weak.

Before she finished struggling, the door was unlocked.

Alvin pushed the door open, "Go inside, here’s your key."

Alvin shoved the keys back into Nangong Lin’s hand, seemingly a bit upset.

Nangong Lin blinked, thinking, wow, he’s actually angry.

Alvin was about to turn and leave, but Nangong Lin grabbed him.

Fueled by the alcohol, Nangong Lin yanked Alvin’s collar and pushed him against the wall, pressing forward.

Alvin was quite tall too, so being suddenly pushed against the wall left him a bit stunned, and an invisible aura emanated from him.

But Nangong Lin was not one to back down on momentum, directly saying, "You brat, don’t think just because I’m your senior I don’t know what tricks you’re up to!"

The soft and warm scent of a woman enveloped him, and Alvin’s amber eyes narrowed, his voice turning slightly cold, "What tricks are you talking about?"

"Hmph." Nangong Lin snorted, her eyes scanning his handsome face before issuing a stern threat, "You brat, you’re up to no good, still thinking about Nangong Ran, trying to break them up, aren’t you?!"

Alvin: "..."

"I’m telling you, as long as I’m around, don’t even think about it!" Nangong Lin pinched Alvin’s face, "You’d better stick to singing and dancing properly. I’ll be watching you. If you dare have any crooked thoughts, hmph hmph."

Nangong Lin let go of his face, making a throat-slitting gesture, and said coolly and cockily, "I’ll definitely tell your mom to cut you down!"

Alvin: "..."

He thought Nangong Lin would say something earth-shattering, but it turned out she threatened to tell his mom?

This seemed more like a child threatening to snitch after losing a fight, didn’t it?

"Did you hear me!" Nangong Lin pinched Alvin’s mouth again, looking fierce and pulling a little sister bullying little brother act.

Seeing Alvin’s silence, Nangong Lin applied more pressure, squeezing his mouth into an ’O’ shape, attempting to intimidate Alvin with force, then resorted to verbal threats, "You’d better behave! Or else..."

"Or else what?" Alvin finally took over the conversation, swiftly turning and pressing her against the wall, his long fingers pinching her delicate chin, "What’s the grand plan of the great actress Nangong to deal with me?"

Staring at her face, Alvin’s eyes darkened, his amber eyes painted with a layer of glaze, "What if I still have improper thoughts about your sister?"

"Then I’ll tell your mom!" Nangong Lin clenched her fists angrily.

Alvin almost burst into laughter; wasn’t that the only line she had?

"I thought you’d have some new tricks up your sleeve? It’s just this line back and forth?" Alvin’s disdain was palpable.