Dark clouds had already drifted over, and Ye Xiao hurriedly pulled Ye Bolin to shelter inside the car.
The others also scattered, looking for places to hide from the rain.
But.
Pei Yue and Ye Bingtong just stood there, motionless.
What was a little rain?
Without the rain, how could it highlight the pain and despair in their hearts!
Pei Yue fixated his gaze on Ye Bingtong, he started to feel that something was amiss.
Bingtong had clearly spoken such heartless words.
But why.
Did she look so pained.
Right.
It was Ye Xiao who had produced that recording.
What good could come from someone like Ye Xiao?
Was she the one who secretly forced Bingtong to say those things?
It must be!
Bingtong must still love him.
Engaging in intense mental struggles, Pei Yue was about to say something.
Suddenly.
A piece of hail dropped from the sky with a bang, hitting him right on the top of the head.
Pei Yue: "???"
He was stunned.
Instinctively, he looked up at the sky.
