"Then you should know that this is our time alone, and you're being very superfluous," Li Qiyu sneered coldly.
The very weakness that Bo Feier cared about the most—Bo Yeyuan and her praise.
She was slapped left and right today, and the blows had her disoriented.
Bo Feier left with not a trace of her smile remaining, politely bidding farewell.
The servants also wisely dispersed.
Li Qiyu stepped back from the man's embrace, but after only a few steps, she was gripped by him once more and violently pulled back into his arms.
"Young Master Bo, if you can't restrain yourself, you've already lost," Li Qiyu said with a smile, wicked as a thieving civet.
Bo Yeyuan narrowed his eyes. He'd endured for over twenty years; what were a few more days to him?
"Keep your smile," Bo Yeyuan said as he pinched her chin, "you might still be able to smile for a few more days."
"I'll smile until... you draw up the divorce agreement," Li Qiyu taunted.
