Qin Yang was mercilessly checkmated by Rong Yan, his handsome face suddenly turning an ashen hue, his gaze towards Rong Yan as though he wanted to devour her whole.
His originally bright and sunny countenance had fallen several notches in attractiveness due to the excessive gloominess. He abruptly stood up from the resting chair, lashing out at Rong Yan with ill humor, "Heh, boyfriend? One would wonder if your boyfriend is the kind with a wife or without. If he's without a wife, that's still fine, but if he's the kind with one, you might as well take him out to dine with his wife one of these days!"
He left behind those words, heavy with implication, and with a kick, he sent a nearby chair tumbling, storming off in a huff.
"Qin Yang, water!" His agent had just jogged back with a bottle of mineral water, oblivious to what had just happened. Handing over the water bottle to him, it was promptly smacked onto the ground by the enraged man.