Su Hongxing swatted away Ye Qilan's wandering hand and casually took a seat.
She knew that Ye Qilan and Beichuan didn't belong to the same league.
Beichuan was a gullible fool, easy to deceive. She told him she had stomach problems, and he believed her immediately. However, Ye Qilan was so suspicious it made one want to throttle him!
"If your stomach isn't well, why aren't you taking medication?" Ye Qilan stood behind Su Hongxing, his voice icy cold.
Su Hongxing frowned, "Don't you ever stop, do you think I'm a prisoner? Beichuan wouldn't meddle with my business the way you do, he wouldn't interrogate me as if I'm a criminal..."
"Mention another man again, and I'll cut off your tongue!"
With a cold snort, Su Hongxing leaned back in her bamboo chair, feeling drowsy.
