He scanned the large room but couldn't see Ye Mingmei's figure, suddenly flipping over and sitting up.
The thin blanket slipped off his strong chest, revealing perfect abs.
Bai Zheng looked at the empty room, and the expression on his handsome face gradually turned cold.
Could she not forgive him for disappearing for three years, or was she still blaming him for not admitting his identity earlier?
Or, does she hate him?
Bai Zheng's hand, resting at his side, tightly gripped the bedsheet, his evil eyes narrowing fiercely.
The first time she took the initiative with him, he couldn't even feel joy without facing a death sentence, becoming the last time?
Ye Mingmei, you are mine! Don't even think of leaving me!
He suddenly flipped the blanket off, picked up his clothes from the floor, and casually threw them on, striding out.
Out in the living room, he realized the guest room next door was open, and upon closer inspection, Meimei who slept there yesterday was also gone.
