This statement made Wu Yao's face freeze instantly, and for a moment he was at a loss for words. His eyes flickered with emotion.
Indeed...
By what right could he keep her by his side?
This woman was impervious to persuasion and unmoved by money. The only thing connecting them was that one night abroad...
Suddenly, a boundless irritation surged in his heart. Even the hand holding hers involuntarily tightened.
Bei Yiyi winced in pain, frowning delicately and taking in heavy breaths, "Let go, you're hurting me!!"
Wu Yao seemed to suddenly wake up, and when he released her hand, his tall figure was like a towering mountain, trapping her between the wall and his chest. His dark eyes, profound and deep, fixed on her as he suddenly asked, "How far have you and Quan Che progressed?!"
Bei Yiyi: "..."
"Did you kiss him?!"
Bei Yiyi: "..."
"Bei Yiyi, I'm talking to you! Answer me!!" Wu Yao's heavy breath fell hotly on her fair face.
