Ye Qingge gave Li Beichen a long, hard stare because his grip around her wrist hurt her.
His bloodshot eyes seemed ready to swallow her whole as well.
Li Beichen glared pointedly at the necklace around Ye Qingge's neck.
Feng Yan had given her that necklace. Did Li Beichen know Feng Yan?
Li Nancheng's words suddenly echoed in her mind.
"Mm-hmm, and it looks like he's slept with one before. Actually, that man was quite compatible with him. But I think he was involved with the mafia. All of my grandpa's hair turned white overnight right after that day."
Was Feng Yan in the mafia?
Could Feng Yan be the guy that Li Beichen liked?
Ye Qingge widened her eyes in disbelief.
"I'm asking you a question!" Li Beichen gritted his teeth in fury.
He knew that this woman was not as simple as she seemed. Otherwise, his father would not have arbitrarily insisted on her marriage into the Li family.
