When Bo Jingyan spoke, his face was filled with intense possessiveness.
No matter if other people existed in Xia Qingtian's heart or not, she could only be his, Bo Jingyan's woman.
Xia Qingtian was destined to be his in life and his ghost after death.
This fact, nothing or no one could ever change!
Even if he couldn't win Xia Qingtian's heart, he needed to keep her by his side.
Upon hearing his voice, Chen Momo subconsciously looked at Bo Jingyan's clenched fist. Indifferent before, she was startled when she saw.
His clenched fist was battered, with bright red blood trailing down, splattering on the floor as it fell.
"Sir, your hand is injured!" Chen Momo immediately stepped forward, quickly cradling his hand, her voice full of concern, "Let me treat your wound and stop the bleeding."
Bo Jingyan withdrew his hand coldly, "You've done enough for today, you must be tired too. I'll have someone escort you home."