Du Qingyu really wanted to ask Beichuan, what he found so appealing about Su Hongxing.
Ye Qilan had repeatedly bent the rules for Su Hongxing, and Beichuan had also harbored inappropriate thoughts about Su Hongxing. This situation was unprecedented.
"This is my personal matter, what does it have to do with you?!" Beichuan leaned forward, glaring at Du Qingyu: "Do you think doing this will make me grateful? Du Qingyu, this will only make me think that you have stooped so low that there's no hope for redemption..."
"Beichuan, you bastard!!" Du Qingyu was furious, her hand about to slap him.
Beichuan caught her hand in time, his lips curling with icy disdain: "You think my face is there for anyone to touch? Slut!"
With a swift jerk, he pushed Du Qingyu away.
Putting on his sunglasses, Beichuan got up gracefully, looking down at Du Qingyu with cold eyes: "I wonder what Qilan would do if he knew you were planning to harm Su Hongxing. Should I tell him?"
