"You... you really are too disgusting!"
Qian Wanjun, burning with shame and anger, rebuked, "We were just afraid of being late, so we... so we..."
But she couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.
After all, how could she say that Zhou Yuan had carried her up thirty flights of stairs in one minute?
Even if she did, who would believe it?
"So you just ended up in each other's arms?"
Pei Youwei's words were sharp, his eyes brimming with a mocking light.
This provoked another round of raucous laughter!
Qian Wanjun's pretty face turned bright red, but she couldn't utter a single retort.
Zhou Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly; at the time, he hadn't thought much about it, but now that these people were becoming more and more excessive, he didn't care for himself, yet he couldn't let the young lady's reputation be ruined in an instant, could he?