"The one you like is Ningyue?" Ye Chenxi asked coldly, addressing the person who just got into the car beside him.
He didn't look at him, just sat upright, exuding an aura of coldness that could freeze a person at any moment.
Zhuo Yue also didn't look at him, remained silent for a moment, then ambiguously replied, "Ningyue is my fiancée."
"I asked you if you like her!" Ye Chenxi shouted angrily.
He had no patience for nonsense; he just wanted to be straightforward and get it over with quickly.
Zhuo Yue pressed his lips together and nodded with difficulty, "Yes, I like Ningyue."
But as soon as he said this, a fierce punch landed on his face.
Before Zhuo Yue could react, Ye Chenxi had already gotten out of the car, walked around to his side, opened the door, grabbed Zhuo Yue by the collar, and dragged him out of the car.
He pushed him against the car body, then threw his hammer-like fist hard into Zhuo Yue's abdomen.
