Beitang Yao's heartbeat skipped a beat, but he still kept a stern face, looking at the woman covered in sweat, yet worried.
"Young Master, the email has been sent to your inbox." Ye Feng withdrew his hand from Xia Qingqian's and straightened up, speaking to Beitang Yao, whose face was filled with anger.
"Who is the man she can't forget?" Beitang Yao's icy eyes narrowed, emitting a cold light that made Ye Feng shiver involuntarily.
"The email mentioned..." Ye Feng said softly, not daring to say it out loud.
"Don't make me say it a second time." Beitang Yao's hands at his sides tightened slightly, casting a faint glance at Ye Feng.
Ye Feng shuddered, recalling in his mind before he finally spoke, "They are senior-junior at the university."
Beitang Yao raised his eyebrows, looking at Ye Feng in disbelief, signaling him to speak the truth.
