Tang Yuanxiao didn't know how he ended up downstairs from Su Li's apartment.
He also didn't know what state of mind had brought him here.
He only snapped back to his senses when a blinding flashlight beam hit his face.
The light was in his eyes, so Tang Yuanxiao couldn't see Wu Sheng's expression.
But he recognized Wu Sheng's voice.
Now that he was lucid again, Tang Yuanxiao finally understood why he had come.
He had come to see, to confirm—to confirm whether Su Li had accepted Wu Sheng.
Wu Sheng, Wu Sheng...
The thought of Su Li choosing Wu Sheng, of Wu Sheng proposing to her, already felt like a knife to the heart. Hearing Wu Sheng's harsh, accusatory tone, Tang Yuanxiao's own voice turned cold.
"Why can't I be here?"
The words had barely left his mouth when a fist flew at his face.
Wu Sheng grabbed Tang Yuanxiao by the collar. He took a retaliatory punch from Tang Yuanxiao but didn't let go, instead demanding in a frigid voice,
"Did you take Su Li? Was it you!"
