Her indifferent tone made Beitang Yao inexplicably furious, and he shouted, "Does it really hurt you that much? Do you have to act like this because you can't go to the graveyard? You say I don't understand love, but what about you?"
Xia Qingqian was stunned, scared by Beitang Yao's overbearing aura, retreating continuously, her gaze fixed on him.
Beitang Yao took two steps forward, his voice still so cold, "Aren't you also living in the past? Qiao Zhenyu has been asleep in the dirt for four years, four years! Do you really think that visiting him every day, watching over him, will make him rise from the ground? He's not a vampire; he will never exist again, he's already dead!"
He must pull this woman out of her delusion; seeing her lifeless demeanor, as if only a dead person occupied her mind, infuriated him! He couldn't guarantee that once she went back, she'd fully devote herself to work. Don't forget, she's his woman, and no one else is allowed in her mind besides him!
