Before Ye Qiaoxi could speak, Zuo Xichen shook his slender artist-like hands, and a dazzling light flashed across, "That's right."
Seeing the couple's rings, Lan Xichen's eyes became even colder.
"Chen Xi, when did you become interested in girls?" Zuo Qing said calmly, "Uncle will be very happy if he finds out. At least it proves that your sexual orientation is okay."
"Ye Qiaoxi, it turns out your campus life is so rich!"
Hearing the sarcasm in Lan Xichen's words, Ye Qiaoxi stormed off.
"That's right, it's not just rich, it's simply colorful!" Ye Qiaoxi opened her cute big eyes with a sweet smile on her face, "Of course, compared to your Young Master Xichen, there is still room for improvement."
"Very good, Ye Qiaoxi, you can really impress me." Lan Xichen smiled with a dangerous smile.
"Chengyi, chengyi." Ye Qiaoxi raised his chin and turned to leave.
Lan Xichen's face darkened, he stepped forward to hold her hand, and walked towards the side door.
"Hey, where are you taking me to?"
Zuo Qing's chest was heaving violently, and her eyes were about to burst into flames.
"This time, it seems that he will not come back to you obediently like before." Zuo Xichen smiled, picked up the wine glass, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.
"Really? Just wait and see." Zuo Qing turned back, her eyes determined.
She has known him for four years, and she understands this man. To Ye Qiaoxi, he is just a novelty for a moment. He will come back to her like he did every time before! Of course, she does not reject the use of small tricks...
"Why did you take me to the kitchen?"
Two well-dressed people rushed into the kitchen, startling everyone inside.
"Where's the oil?" Lan Xichen asked with a cold face.
"Here it is." A chef quickly handed it over.
Lan Xichen pulled her to the sink, picked up the oil bottle and poured it into her hand.
"You..." Ye Qiaoxi suddenly widened his eyes and turned a little pale, "I, I was wrong. I will never talk back to you again. Don't blow up my hand!"
Lan Xichen curled her lips evilly, "Are you afraid?"
"Yeah, yeah." Ye Qiaoxi almost cried.
Unexpectedly, he put down the oil pot, turned her ring dexterously with both hands, and took it off effortlessly.
"Huh?" Ye Qiaoxi finally realized what he was thinking...