Beitang Yao had lost count of how many times he had said this.
"Yao, I'm just asking to borrow someone for a week." Du Ziheng, seeing Beitang Yao's cold demeanor, became anxious and walked around the desk to Beitang Yao's side.
He reached out to turn off Beitang Yao's computer, speaking in utter seriousness, "Yao… how can you stand by and watch me suffer?"
Beitang Yao frowned slightly, looking at the now black screen of the computer, his face showing annoyance as he turned his gaze onto Du Ziheng's face.
"So why don't you just die, what are you doing standing there?" Beitang Yao's face was as cold as his words were venomous.
Du Ziheng put on a pained expression and said, "My mom insists I bring home a girlfriend tomorrow night, they are trying to force me into marriage and children..." How could his happiness be destroyed like this? There were so many beauties waiting for him to choose...
