Jin Minzhe instinctively grabbed Tong Wenya's hand and she gently pulled it away. "He might be looking for me. Don't worry."
As soon as Tong Wenya went out, Xiao Ye grabbed her wrist and quickly walked all the way to a pavilion in the garden. Only then did he shake her off.
"What do you think that gigolo can help you with?" He asked with a sullen face.
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with you, right?" Tong Wenya said lightly. She really did not like Xiao Ye interfering with her like this.
"It does. I am an eyesore."
"The reason is so far-fetched, Mr. Xiao." Tong Wenya curled the corner of her lips in ridicule. "But I really don't have any reason to worry about your thoughts. I'm preparing to date him."
Her words finally angered Xiao Ye. To be exact, he had finally reached the edge of patience.
He pushed her against the red pillar of the pavilion and pressed her down.