Ye Xingguang's head buzzed, immediately clouding her mind. Who was acting crazy? This goddamned man, really behaving like a damn dog…
After his fit, her mouth felt numb and speechless. She could only lift her resentful eyes, flushing with embarrassment, and glare at him.
But as their eyes met, the rage in the man's eyes grew more intense, showing no sign of diminishing; the fiery anger kept escalating.
She gasped, too scared to utter any complaints, afraid of provoking him further.
It was so unfair; she had no idea why he was acting up like this!
At that moment, she heard footsteps and knocking from outside the dressing room, along with voices calling for them. Seizing this as her lifeline, she said, "Someone's calling for us outside, let go of me."
Ye Junqing refused to let go, fuming. More knocking could be heard from outside: "Mr. Qing, Miss Ye, are you inside? The banquet is about to end. Could you both please come on stage? Everyone is waiting; we're only missing you."
