"The young master said that we have some things to do in the company, and I won't be able to come back to have dinner with you tonight." Yuan Qing looked at the petals that had been ravaged by her, and felt a chill on his back.
Xiahou Xiyue was stunned and dumbfounded.
Tomorrow is their third anniversary. It's really unforgivable that he didn't show any signs of it. He didn't come back to eat with her tonight.
