"Stop drinking," Tang Yu felt uncomfortable and guilty. She then turned and walked over to Ye Sihan, "Why do you have to be like this? Whatever you say goes, okay?"
In the studio, the assistants, the fame, she listened to him about everything!
When Ye Sihan heard this, the pressure emanating from his body suddenly intensified, silencing everyone present.
"Is that your attitude?" Ye Sihan's raised black eyes were sharp, frostily cold.
"The things you gave me, I... I couldn't accept them at first," Tang Yu softened, speaking in a more gentle and yielding tone.
"You've accepted them now? Weren't you the one not answering calls? Who gave you the courage?" Ye Sihan said coldly.
Tang Yu pursed her lips, "I didn't dare to answer." What she said was 'didn't dare', not 'didn't want to', "I won't do it again."
The people around didn't move, feeling pressured into being mere backdrops.