'I'm the Young Master of the Tiger Clan, worth far more than this guy,' Yin Zhi thought. He subconsciously moved to nuzzle Wen Qian's earlobe, only for her to dodge away. "Behave yourself!" she hissed.
'We're not at home. How can he be so clingy regardless of the time and place?!'
Her sudden harsh tone made Yin Zhi's pounding heart sink. He glanced sideways, his gaze locking onto the Werewolf. He decided he found the man even more detestable now.
"That's impossible..." Though he had become a Werewolf, Chi Heng's mind was clear. He understood what Wen Qian was implying after a moment's thought. "I clearly saw you that day..."
"Mm, I was there," Wen Qian interrupted with a smile.
The topic left a heavy feeling in her chest, making the smile on her face look somewhat strained.
