Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Seeing Xirong Ziye pause in his tracks, Xiamu Qingyan yelled unreservedly, "Maybe Yaoyao is incredibly upset now, or maybe she is with another man now. If you're not the president, how can you fight with another man?"
It was undeniable that Xiamu Qingyan was clever. She tried to convince Xirong Ziye using his weakness.
She believed that Xirong Ziye would still return to her in the end.
As long as he did, she would find a way to stop him from seeing Bai Yaoyao forever.
Even if he loved someone else, she would think of a way to get rid of Yaoyao and make him belong to her. She had all the time she needed.
When Xirong Ziye heard Xiamu Qingyan's words, he was reminded of the intimate photos of Bai Yaoyao with another man. His expression tensed, and his fists were tightly clenched as well. It was clear how badly his heart wrenched.
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