Qi Qingyao was scolded into speechlessness. Surprisingly, she did not know how to react.
Jiang Yeqian's face, one that was so handsome it could make people feel asphyxiated, was suddenly very near Qi Qingyao. Jiang Yeqian gritted his teeth and said, his tone sinister and furious, "D*mn it, you woman! Your expression tells me that you still don't think it's important at all!"
As they were too near each other, Qi Qingyao found herself stupefied by his face.
She knew that he was decent-looking, but looking at him from a short distance, she discovered that he was very handsome, d*mn it.
He had dashing eyebrows and deep eyes, and his face was even handsome in an aggressive way.
"No, no, it's important." She could only surrender and push him further away from her.