Li Yeqi was furious to the extreme, his agitation causing him to rip off his tie, his brows furrowing as he spoke, "For that pretty boy, you want to reject me?"
He had come all the way here, ready to explain himself, but how did she welcome him?
"Don't drag Fu Lun into this; we've always been just friends from start to finish," Yan Luoxi said, her little face red with anger. It was he who had numerous flings, so what right did he have to accuse her?
"Friends would hug and cuddle?" Li Yeqi ground his teeth in hatred, what should he do with her? The moment he wasn't watching, other men were already eyeing her up; he felt he had never been this emotionally drained in his thirty years.
Yan Luoxi pursed her lips tightly, her tone harsh, "We didn't hug and cuddle."
Li Yeqi scoffed, "We? Who's 'we'?"
Yan Luoxi turned her head away, "Don't nitpick, Li Yeqi. I'm not your property. I have my work and my social freedom. I hope you won't interfere."
