Qiao muwan was afraid of the current ye Junqing. She could feel that ye Junqing was in a state of agitation. Once his emotions erupted, he would be the first to get angry at her.
Hence, Qiao muwan tried her best to reduce her presence. She really felt as if she did not dare to breathe.
She knelt down, lowered her head, and curled up in the dark. She even thought about not letting ye Junqing see her.
When she heard the sound of the wine glass shattering on the floor and saw the red wine all over the floor, Qiao muwan felt as if she was looking at red blood. Her entire body trembled as she quivered.
She quietly raised her head to look at ye Junqing. To be honest, she had known ye Junqing for so long and had been together with him for a long time. She had seen all kinds of expressions on ye Junqing's face, but she had never seen him like this.
