"So you're calling me your grandson, huh? Well! Since you've already labeled me that, I shall play the part of a grandson! But..." Wu Yao dangerously cracked a smile, "If I don't do something today, wouldn't I be letting you down, madam?!"
"..." Bei Yiyi's hands, panicked and angry, pushed against his strong and muscular chest, her voice trembling with fear when she realized his intention, "Get away from me! Far away! Don't touch me!!!"
At that moment, she seemed like a frightened deer, shrinking up on the sofa, wishing she could curl into a ball.
Looking at her like this, Wu Yao suddenly felt a tightness in his chest.
The memory of that night, was it really that awful for her?!
He suddenly asked, feeling uneasy, "Do you really hate me that much?"
Bei Yiyi sniffled, "Aren't you detestable?!"
"..." Wu Yao pursed his lips, his explanation a bit pale, "What happened that night, it was an accident..."
"So I deserved to be robbed of my innocence by you?!"
