"I'm not leaving!" Tong Sanlang, who wasn't as strong as Qiao Xiaomai, was suddenly pushed aside and couldn't help but shout.
"Tsk tsk..." Bei Yun couldn't resist commenting upon seeing this, "Tong Sanlang, do you have any idea how vengeful Qiao Xiaomai can be? She wishes she could die just to make you live the rest of your life wallowing in regret. Her plan is to use her own death to get back at you."
"You two—one doesn't care about the other, the other almost kicked the other to death—and now you're acting like something out of a deeply moving love story. So touching, really!"
Qiao Xiaomai: "..."
She couldn't help but shoot a glare at Bei Yun. "Would you die if you just kept quiet?"
"I just want to watch the drama unfold." Bei Yun made no effort to hide his thoughts.
So what if he was just stating the facts?
Is that not allowed?
Tong Sanlang looked at Qiao Xiaomai in disbelief. "Xiaomai, you..."
