Gong Ting didn't know where his irritation was coming from, but seeing Xiao Yu kissing another man made him feel uncomfortable all over. Especially seeing her smeared lipstick, it made him want to kill her.
He dragged her out of the banquet hall. Xiao Yu was wearing high heels and stumbled as she followed him into the garden. The path in the garden was gravel, and she almost twisted her ankle several times in her stilettos.
"Gong Ting, where are you taking me?"
Gong Ting dragged her across a small bridge, towards a rockery. He pulled her past the fake hill, pushing her against it. His heavy body pressed forward, his breath like fire. "Who is he, huh? You jump on him just after seeing him once. Su Yu, when did you become so casual?"
His words hit her sore spot, and she glared at him. "I've only seen you a few times, and I saved you, yet didn't you throw yourself at me? Isn't that more casual?"
