Mo Weiyi took a deep breath, "I need some time to calm down."
Xiao Yebai looked down at her with a calm gaze. After a few seconds, he sarcastically said, "Taking it out on the boys on the sports field?"
Mo Weiyi frowned, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xiao Yebai's eyes were dark, though his facial expressions remained unwavering.
"Ling Zhizhou is my junior. He's a freshman, two years younger than me. We're just friends, and we've only just met. Unlike you." Mo Weiyi suddenly smiled cynically, "I haven't asked Ling Zhizhou to get my clothes for me."
The man's figure suddenly tightened, his voice cold and low, "Mo Weiyi, I have explained this matter."
Since their marriage, he rarely called her by her full name.
The last time seemed to be about Xiao Zhiwei.
This time, it was about Tian Ye.
Mo Weiyi suddenly felt suffocated, and words poured out from her lips.
