"Master Zhu, you feel differently about Miss Ye, don't you? You like her?"
Qiao Qianqian boldly asked.
"How could I possibly like a devil?"
Zhu Ting did not respond with an answer but posed a question, not to Qiao Qianqian, but to himself.
He clearly disliked her; she had caused him an indelible shadow. When exactly had he started doing things just to please her, even being too afraid to stand upright before her?
The door of the room opened, and Ye Xiao emerged from within, with dark red blood on her black dress.
"How is Zhu Xiang?"
Zhu Jing asked anxiously.
"It's alright now, she'll recover after some rest."
Ye Xiao said calmly.
"Xiao Xiao, thank you."
Zhu Jing immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
"Fourth Brother, where is she?"
A cold sneer hung on Ye Xiao's face.
"Who are you talking about?"
Ye Yan did not understand at once.
"She's been controlled in that room just now."
Qiao Si said.
