With Li Beicheng's proud temperament, it was not easy for him to go to such lengths for a woman, especially one he once disdainfully overlooked, Yan Xiaye.
Yet, Yan Xiaye merely glanced, then instantly withdrew her gaze, continuing to walk away.
Under the night sky, aided by the cold white light cast by the streetlamps, Li Beicheng didn't miss the dead, hateful look in Yan Xiaye's eyes.
The man's dark pupils harshly constricted, and without thinking, he stepped forward and grabbed Yan Xiaye, saying quickly to her retreating figure, "A few days ago, I had those employees who were stirring up publicity stop. I don't know how the affair from back then came to be known by others, the rumors circulating on Weibo now have nothing to do with me."
Even being the beast he was, he couldn't use the dead child from his past with Yan Xiaye as a chip to stir up public opinion.
