The heart was in a mess without any effort to fight for it.
Finally realizing what was happening, Xiyan pushed him away forcefully, "Bastard...what right do you have..."
The more she refused and pushed him away, the more intensely the flames burned in Ou Jue's eyes.
After a long while, Ou Jue propped one hand against the wall behind him and lifted her chin with the other. His voice was hoarse, "Do you still dare to accept flowers from other men? Hmm?"
Xiyan leaned against the wall behind her, "You... you..."
"Tell me, do you still dare?" His handsome face drew closer, and his obsidian-like eyes were unfathomably deep, staring at her without blinking, imprisoning her within them.
Xiyan stood straight, "Are you crazy? Weren't you the one who wanted to break off the engagement with me? Weren't you the one who said you didn't like me? So what jealousy are you feeling now? Can't stand others being nice to me, huh?
