"It was him who inexplicably lashed out at me." Chi Zaozao stood up, "I'm going home now."
Smoothing out her slightly wrinkled clothes, she looked at the few people around her, "What about you, are you coming back with me?"
Everyone exchanged glances, but no one spoke up.
Just then, Ye Que emerged from the tent, "I'll go back with you."
"..."
Everyone turned to look at Ye Que, gazes filled with strangeness and reproach.
Reproaching him, a grown man, for making a pregnant woman angry.
But then again, they had heard the conversation inside the tent.
The voice pleading humbly with Chi Zaozao, no one could believe it was Ye Que who had uttered those words.
He was always aloof, so arrogant he seemed to care for no one, but just now, they had all heard him pleading lowly with Chi Zaozao.
As if he was terribly afraid that someone would take his Chi Zaozao away.
