She gasped for breath and then rubbed her eyes again. Having taken too many sleeping pills yesterday, she was still in a trance now.
After quite a while, she stood up with the support of the bed edge, then looked up at the man who was more than one head taller than her.
"You are back?" He Xiyan's voice was hoarse. Due to thirst and dizziness, she said in a low voice which seemed to be squeezed out of her throat. She did not know how long she had slept this time.
Ye Hao looked at her who appeared quite drunk with deep and angry eyesight. The anger in those eyes was still burning vigorously. He reached out his hand again, grabbing her collar and roughly dragging her for a few steps. Then he threw her directly into the sofa.
He grabbed her shoulders tightly and growled, "Am I not good to you? He Xiyan!"
Ye Hao's eyes were horribly scarlet.
He Xiyan was stunned, having no idea that Ye Hao would suddenly behave like this.
