Beitang Yao released Xia Qingqian, and a gleam suddenly flashed in his dark eyes like obsidian, "I bought you, not for you to come and apologize to me."
As he turned away, he glimpsed Xia Qingqian raising her hand to vigorously wipe the spot he had kissed. His brows furrowed slightly, and an inexplicable wave surged in his heart.
His angry and slightly cold voice exploded in her ear, "Xia Qingqian, what are you doing!" No sooner had the words landed, his tall and imposing figure quickly stood firmly in front of her. His deep and brooding eyes radiated a cold and terrifying light, like a venomous snake.
His expression was utterly cold, with a touch of anger, like an eternal iceberg, as if there were not a ray of sunshine in this world.
The next moment, the frail Xia Qingqian was forcefully pulled by Beitang Yao, losing her footing and stumbled towards a glass table.
Bang——
