Xu Qiaoqiao was tightly clinging onto Lin Yicheng, trying to pry his hand off. However, she was a woman after all. How could she match his strength?
The sight of her restrained resistance irritated Lin Yicheng to no end. He felt angry enough to throttle her, yet also strangely reluctant. His complex emotions were about to explode.
Just then, a voice came over, "Brother Yicheng? Why are you here?"
It was Liang Mengxian.
Hearing this voice, Lin Yicheng looked at the woman in front of him, and eventually let go of her chin, turning his head.
Xu Qiaoqiao's chin ached so much that she was on the verge of tears.
Squashing the moisture in her eyes, she turned her head to see Liang Mengxian approaching.
As Mengxian saw the two of them, her eyes flickered, her fists clenched in warning, a hint of jealousy flashing across her eyes before she put on an angry front, "Xu Qiaoqiao! What are you doing here? Now that you know Brother Yicheng's identity, are you regretting it?"
