Fu Yu and Qi Yunqian's complexions abruptly changed, and as they looked up sharply, they saw Song Shiwei standing not far from them, her hands crossed over her chest, her peach-blossom eyes filled with indifference.
Qi Yunqian's body stiffened as he looked at Song Shiwei. When his eyes met hers, which carried a hint of mockery, he felt an icy chill throughout his body.
She had heard everything Fu Yu had just said.
Fu Yu hadn't expected Song Shiwei to come looking for her, and as she turned to face her and was about to speak, her sharp eyes caught sight of the kiss mark, concealed with foundation yet faintly visible, on her neck.
Fu Yu felt a surge of intense jealousy within her. Her hands by her side clenched into fists, and her sharp fingernails pierced her tender palm, bringing a tinge of pain.
It made her realize all the more clearly.
Her Yunqian brother was defiled!
How could he!
