As ye qingge had said, li beixiao was. man of status. No matter how much he liked a woman, he was embarrassed when he was rejected again and again. She even said the word embarrassed.
Could he still pester her shamelessly? He was li beixiao and had never received such treatment.
Women had always looked up to him and tried their best to get close to him and pester him, but this woman used embarrassment ... She refused him ...
"Get lost!" Li beixiao used this word a lot. Every time a woman recklessly approached him, he would curse this word without any mercy, just like now.
Ye qingge's body suddenly froze because of this sentence. In that instant, her blood froze.
A chill ran from the soles of her feet to the tip of her heart ...
Ye qingge got out of bed, her body weak and powerless. Something was pulling out of her body, little by little ...
When ye qingge walked out of li beixiao's room, li Mumu was standing at the door, looking at her with her dark eyes.
