Upon hearing this, Wu Yao was startled.
The reason burned by jealousy finally had a trace of return at this moment. His eyes deeply focused on her face, and when he spoke again, his voice had less hostility and a touch of panic, he hoarsely asked, "Did my mom... hit you?!"
Bei Yiyi pulled at the corners of her lips and let out a cold laugh. Suppressing the grievances in her heart, she pointed at her own face, "This kind of face, the same place, yesterday my mom slapped me because she misunderstood that I was your mistress outside! Today, your mom not only slapped me because she wasn't pleased with us being together, but she also wanted to beat me up like my dad to scare me away from you!"
"..." Wu Yao felt his heart tremble, the fists at his side suddenly clenching.
"Today, if it weren't for Grandma Quan arriving in time, I wouldn't be dead from your mom's bodyguards, I'd be crippled and sent to the hospital!"
