The man's sensual lips curled into a disdainful arc, his voice chilling to the bone.
If she wasn't personally chosen by him, no one had the right to be his woman.
"Yi Bei, this is Grandpa's command."
Bei Lulu's exquisite makeup flickered with a trace of panic, her heart pounding.
Shen Yibei's eagle-like eyes suddenly turned cold and bloodthirsty: "His commands are worthless to me."
The chilling words startled Bei Lulu.
"Ah..." She exclaimed in shock, then turned her head to look at Lan Ruowei: "Yi Bei, is it because this bitch seduced you, so you said such things? I want to kill her, see if she dares to seduce you again."
While Lan Ruowei was momentarily lost, Bei Lulu had already rushed forward a few steps, grabbed Lan Ruowei's hair, and yanked it hard, raising her hand for a slap.
As it was about to land on Lan Ruowei's fair face, Shen Yibei strode forward and easily gripped Bei Lulu's wrist.
