He looked at her, his ink-black eyes shining like precious gems, and with a soft smile, he spoke words of reproach, yet they were filled with indulgence.
"Yiyi, look at you, how could you not give others face? How can you just laugh out loud in front of so many people? If you need to laugh, wait until the person involved has left, then you can hold your stomach and laugh as much as you want."
As he spoke, Ye Che turned his gaze to Zhou Ting, and the words he said were utterly shameless: "Mrs. Xu, it's all my fault for spoiling our Yiyi so much. Please don't take it to heart; she is not laughing at you..."
Xia Weiyi lifted her eyes and disdainfully glanced at Ye Che.
In this world, was there any man more despicable than him?
He had insulted someone to their grandmother's house, and still, he nonchalantly said, "Don't take it to heart—" and even made a point to remind, "I'm not talking about you—".
