Du Ziheng looked at the darkness clouding Beitang Yao's face, and his own little heart gave a shudder. It took him quite a while to find his voice and ask, "Yao, are you serious this time?"
Beitang Yao ignored Du Ziheng's question.
How could Du Ziheng possibly let Beitang Yao off the hook? He tossed all the gift boxes in his hands onto the floor, walked up to Beitang Yao, gave him a long, deep look, and said, "Yao, you really have changed. When Junhao told me, I didn't believe it. Now, I really do." He let out a short laugh. "But if you ever make her cry, I will definitely declare war on you. Brotherhood be damned."
"You won't get that chance. Even if she's no longer my woman, none of you are allowed to be with her." The moment Beitang Yao said this, he thoroughly pissed Du Ziheng off, and Du Ziheng swung his fist, landing a hard punch right on Beitang Yao's handsome face. The force of it!
