"I'm agitated? When was I ever agitated? I merely think that there's something wrong with you!" Jiang Yeqian was so furious he got up from the chair. Fists clenched tightly, he walked over to the window at the side, wanting to open the window and get some fresh air. However, when his fingers closed on the window, he realized that he was not wearing his mask. He looked back, and noticed that the children were sleeping soundly. So he did not open the window. He merely stood beside the closed window and took deep breath after deep breath.
Qi Qingyao curled her lip. She too felt indignant after being scolded. "You're only a servant. Remember that before you yell at me!"
"Me, a servant?" When he heard her say that, Jiang Yeqian felt the unnamed ball of fire in his heart rush to his head. He turned back and said, inordinately furious, "Yes, I'm a servant! A f*cking servant! He wants to sleep with you if he wins the bet, don't you know that?! You… You…"
