The look Chen Weisheng gave Xie Changyu as he spoke was not one for a lover, but for an enemy.
Xie Changyu was cowed by his glare, instantly toning it down and no longer daring to act so belligerently.
"Take her and leave," Yue Yihan said to Chen Weisheng, his gaze darkening.
They weren't welcome at his wedding.
The one-hundred-yuan watch Chen Weisheng had bought was also rejected.
"Yes, sir." After the scene Xie Changyu had caused, Chen Weisheng didn't dare to linger. He could only drag her away.
The moment they were out of Xie Changning's courtyard, Chen Weisheng raised a hand and slapped Xie Changyu across the face. "Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you not to cause a scene?!"
Xie Changyu clutched her cheek, staring at Chen Weisheng in disbelief.
'It's like I'm meeting him for the first time.'
"Chen Weisheng, you hit me! Believe it or not, I'll go... Mmph!"
