Yan Xing instinctively crossed her arms and took a step back, glaring warily at the woman in front of her.
Kang Qi strode in, grabbed Yan Xing's hand, and walked away without glancing at the woman even once.
Yan Xing confusedly followed Kang Qi outside, only feeling that the hand gripping her wrist was so strong it hurt her bones.
"You won't get far..." the woman's laughter echoed from behind.
Yan Xing turned her head and glared at her, "You just wait and see, we will grow old together, hmph."
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly and softly exhaled a smoke ring.
Kang Qi's grip on her wrist suddenly tightened even more, and Yan Xing quickly broke free, pouting with displeasure: "You're hurting me."
Kang Qi pressed his lips together, his eyelids slightly lowered, making it difficult to see the expression in his eyes.
"I'm sorry..."
"Hehe, it's okay." Yan Xing glanced towards the bedroom and saw the woman stark naked, quickly covering her eyes.
