Ye Qilan looked at Fu Yan with icy eyes, "Fu Yan, do you even know what you're saying? I thought you were just a bit of a playboy, but do you find it fulfilling to constantly belittle Qingyin; does that boost your male superiority?!"
Fu Yan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in the end, he didn't utter a word.
Liu Qingyin, filled with shame and anger, wept uncontrollably as she quickly ran upstairs.
Su Hongxing, realizing the dire situation, hurried to follow but was stopped by Liu Qingyin at the door. She banged on the door forcefully, "Qingyin, open the door! Don't do anything foolish."
There was no response from within. Su Hongxing was anxiously pacing on the spot.
The more she thought, the more feared she became. She hurriedly ran downstairs, asking Ye Qilan, "Where are the keys? I'm afraid something might happen to Qingyin."
"Is it really that serious?" Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat.
