Bo Qing was never known for a good temper, and once he determined that Hong Yulang held no attraction for him, Yulang became mere trash in his eyes.
As he listened to Hong Yulang's incessant attempts to please, Bo Qing frowned.
"I'm fond of Thirteen, and earlier I thought you bore a slight resemblance to him. Now I see, I was entirely mistaken."
"Thirteen? You've taken a liking to Thirteen? Unacceptable, how could you fancy that little wretch!" A flush of irritation rose on Hong Yulang's fair face.
He had always known there was someone else in Bo Qing's heart, and that he was just a substitute.
But he had never imagined that person to be Hong Shisan.
No, to be precise, it should be Ye Lingyue.
Bo Qing was unaware that Hong Shisan was actually Ye Lingyue.
He could not let Bo Qing find out that Ye Lingyue was indeed Hong Shisan.
Fear and shock gripped Hong Yulang's heart.
