Chapter 21 Bo Jinyu's Rage

Charlie had not seen such a violent Second Master in many years. Over the years, the Second Master had cultivated his character, no… it should be said that very few things could truly enrage him.

It seems that this Miss Ye is not simple at all!

"Ugh... okay... it hurts..." On the bed, Ye Anran moaned in discomfort.

Her hands tore ceaselessly at her collar, and beneath the influence of the drug, her little face was flushed with red, and her eyes were misty with a watery haze.

Bo Jinyu's face was dark as he walked to the bed, yanked the bedsheets over her, covering her up.

Turning around, he pulled out a tissue from the bedside table and elegantly wiped his long, blood-stained hands.

His comportment was graceful, and as he turned his head, the explosive anger on his face had vanished, as if he had returned to his usual languid, noble demeanor—cold and exquisitely aloof.