Yan Luoxi jumped in fright, slapped her chest, and exclaimed, "Why are you standing there silently peeping like that? You almost scared the soul out of me."
Li Yeqi slowly walked up to her, sneered, and said, "I think your soul wasn't scared away by me. It was hooked away by him. What? Did you get carried away with your act after filming a web series together?"
"Li Yeqi, stop slinging mud!" Yan Luoxi glared at him angrily, her little face flushing with rage.
Li Yeqi looked at her flushed face and recalled how he had clearly seen Fu Lun's eyes filled with affection for her in the dark.
At this moment, the thought was like a fishbone stuck in his throat.
"Yan Luoxi, keep your distance from him outside of work," Li Yeqi commanded arrogantly.
He had always been fully confident in his own charm and never took Fu Lun seriously. He just didn't like others coveting his woman.
