She didn't look at him and tried to walk past, but he grabbed her wrist.
"It's not over yet, you can't leave."
Ye Xiaoyu discreetly shook off his hand, but he forced her into a corner, his oppressive aura engulfing her, his cold face magnified before her.
Ye Xiaoyu met his gaze: "Anyway, whether I'm here or not doesn't make a difference."
Tang Mingchao's tone remained cold, "You still can't leave."
"You..."
Gu Meimei couldn't stay in the private room any longer. She rushed out to see Tang Mingchao with one hand against the wall and the other pressing down on Ye Xiaoyu's shoulder, cornering her.
There was clearly something fishy going on!
Besides, when did Tang Mingchao ever care about a woman?
She had heard that the new girl at school was pretty. Actually, pretty isn't the key; it's her aura that makes people want to protect her, a clean and transparent aura.
This kind of aura is something men are sensitive to and unable to resist.
