Seeing Xiyan like this, Qianmo was absolutely thrilled.
See? I told you, no man could endure his own woman sleeping with another man.
Heh, how does it feel to be yelled at?
She stepped forward quickly, right in front of Ou Jue, raised her arm and directly slapped Xiyan across the face. Pointing at her nose, she indignantly said, "Xia Xiyan, how can you be so shaless! Ou Jue treats you so well, how can you do this to him?!"
The slap was loud, sounding like it carried all the strength Qianmo had.
Xiyan seed to have lost her senses, her pupils unfocused and staring blankly ahead.
Her mind buzzed, and her cheek... it hurt so much.
Why did Qianmo think she could hit her?
What right did she have, under what pretense, to slap her?
Gripping the blanket tightly in her hands, Xiyan finally snapped out of it. She wanted to get up and slap back, but in her current disheveled state, there was no way she dared to stand up casually.
She could only pull the blanket tighter around herself, forcibly swallowing her anger, grinding her teeth as she said, "Qiao Qianmo! I have never, from beginning to end, betrayed Ou Jue. Stop twisting the truth here! Besides, what right do you have to stand here questioning ?"
And how dare you slap ?! If it weren’t for being unable to move conveniently right now, I’d jump out of bed and retaliate imdiately!
Qianmo’s face was full of ridicule. "The facts are laid out before us, and you’re saying I’m twisting the truth? I’m questioning you on behalf of Ou Jue, what about it? If you don’t want to be questioned, then stop doing such disgraceful things. I’m only standing up for Ou Jue! Ah—"
Before she could finish speaking, her hair was suddenly yanked harshly backwards.
It hurt so much; she felt like several strands of her hair had been pulled out!
Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, and when Qianmo turned her head to look, she was t with Ou Jue’s cold and nacing black eyes. "Who gave you the audacity to slap her?"
After the fierce demand fell, the grip on her hair tightened even more.
Qianmo’s face was filled with terror...
Ou Jue in this mont looked like a King holding her fate in his hands, as if with just a little more force, he could easily snap her neck.
She was scared, trembling as she stuttered, "I... I was just standing up for you..."
"Heh." The young man’s lips curled into a cold smirk. "Since when was it your place to stand up for ?"
"Ou... Ou Jue..." Qianmo’s voice, compared to her earlier aggressiveness, was now noticeably weaker. "Xia Xiyan did sothing like this, and you’re still speaking up for her? She’s not worth it! If... if I hadn’t accidentally caught her, you’d still be kept in the dark. Xia Xiyan, she..."
Ou Jue suddenly yanked her forward harshly, pointing at the door. "Get out!"
Rubbing her arm, Qianmo struggled to get up from the ground, tears streaming as she glanced at Ou Jue.
But she didn’t dare act out anymore and could only hold back the pain, smart enough to keep her mouth shut, and leave the room.
Ye Xisi was covered in injuries from the beating Ou Jue had given him, clutching the wall for support as he stood up.
His eyes shifted, and he grabbed a nearby DV cara.
Then he suddenly took sothing out from his pocket. After opening it, he threw it onto the ground.
White smoke instantly billowed out, obstructing everyone’s vision.
Dammit!
Ou Jue’s gaze darkened as the surroundings were instantly engulfed by the smoke.
Relying on his mory, he rushed to the door.
But Ye Xisi’s figure was nowhere to be found.
That bastard had escaped!
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