"No, no, absolutely not, I'm a member of the illustrious Ye Family!"
"In the entire Imperial Capital, who would dare to lay a finger on me, Ye Jizong?"
Ye Jizong's face turned red, awkwardly forcing a smile, shaking his head desperately in denial.
"Then how did you end up like this?"
Noticing the strange glances from the people around them.
Yang Xiuxiu felt a prickling sensation on her back, suddenly feeling some disgust for the person in front of her.
The flowers and gifts Ye Jizong used to send her had filled her office workstation.
She would receive envious compliments and exaggerated screams from those around her.
Though she tried to maintain a cold demeanor, there was still a slight feeling of pride and superiority.
However, at this moment, all the dazzling scenes felt to Yang Xiuxiu...
So childish and vulgar!
"I, I was rear-ended last night while driving, that bastard was drunk, almost killed me!"
