Anjue's face was ashen; the scene he saw upon entering nearly drove him mad.
Ye Xiaoyu was almost out of breath from An Xiao's strangling.
How could Anjue not be angry?
Ye Xiaoyu lay in Anjue's arms, taking deep breaths to calm herself, while Anjue glared fiercely at An Xiao, gently soothing Ye Xiaoyu.
The difference between the two was beyond enormous.
The attitude towards An Xiao and Ye Xiaoyu was completely different.
An Xiao was slapped by Chen Ming, and she was dumbfounded.
When she realized what had happened, she looked at Chen Ming in disbelief, tears welling in her eyes as she clutched her stinging cheek, "Chen Ming, you hit me, you actually hit me!"
Chen Ming's face was full of disgust towards An Xiao; he didn't even want to glance at her, instead, he looked with concern in Ye Xiaoyu's direction.
An Xiao felt her heart shatter into pieces.
