Three black lines immediately appeared on Ye Qingyu's face, and she stared at him: "If you don't want to drive her, why don't you say anything when we are backstage? She will lose face if you do this."
"She lost it herself, what does it have to do with me?" Ye Xuanye shrugged, not feeling that there was anything wrong with him at all. He didn't have to be responsible for her at all.
