Is he really in love with this woman…...?
These words echoed harshly in his ears, the smile on his lips gradually fading.
However.
The jealous woman was so blind with envy that she failed to notice the lingering dark expression on the man beside her. She spoke again, "You're indeed special towards her, so gentle and soft-spoken. I never received such treatment. My lord, do you really like…uhm..."
Her words were abruptly cut off.
A hand suddenly reached for her delicate and fragile throat.
The fair hand suddenly clenched more forcefully.
The woman was abruptly left breathless.
A feeling of suffocation surged over her, her face reddened then turned pale. She struggled in vain to hit his arm.
"My lord..."
Bo Qingyu narrowed his eyes, the corners of his handsome lips widened into a smile, a chilling one under the dim light. A low chuckle rumbled in his throat.
"Shh."
He seemed to sigh lightly.
"Can't you be a good girl?"
