Mo Shishi hurriedly glanced at Xiao Jinghan and did not continue to dwell on this issue. Instead, it was the innocent and pure lotus blossom who stepped back, covering her face with her hands and squeezing out a few tears.
"Jinghan, Ye Weiwei hit me, Ye Weiwei just hit me!"
Xiao Jinghan did not even look at Mo Shishi, his slightly chilly gaze landing tenderly on Ye Weiwei, "Weiwei."
Ye Weiwei looked up, her hands behind her back, giving a graceful smile, and spoke with a distant tone, "Mr. Xiao."
Xiao Jinghan frowned slightly, displeased, "Did she bully you?"
The 'she' was needless to mention.
Ye Weiwei waved her hand, about to say something, when she saw Mo Shishi rush toward Xiao Jinghan, accusing him with tearful eyes, "Jinghan, Ye Weiwei said you want her to be your wife, and she warned me to stay away from you. She slapped my face, and even my wrist is red from her pinch. You have to stand up for me!"
"Get lost!" A hint of cold light flashed in Xiao Jinghan's eyes.