Li Yeqi held a cigarette between his fingers, tapped the ash into the ashtray, his voice growing ever colder, "Do you like Jun Wuchen, or do you like the person who plays Jun Wuchen?"
Yan Luoxi looked at him in shock, "You're being unreasonable."
Li Yeqi stood up, his figure stiff and upright, standing coldly in front of Yan Luoxi, his overwhelming presence forcing her to involuntarily take a step back.
"Madam, tell me, why are you so agitated solely about Shen Changqing's matter?"
Yan Luoxi pursed her red lips, staring unblinkingly at him, "Li Yeqi, people like you who are born with a silver spoon in their mouths will never understand how much effort we have to put in to achieve what we have now. The things we've worked so hard for, you could destroy with just one sentence. To me, you are nothing but robbers."
Li Yeqi leaned down slightly, his large hand pinching her chin, "Robbers?"
