Cang Xiyuan didn't say a word. Saihan broke free from Liu Ziyu's restraints, rushed forward and slapped her a few more times:
"You loser, you don't deserve it! You don't deserve it!"
The commotion became louder and louder. Chen Xue and Bai Yuyue also knew about it and rushed over from both sides.
Upon seeing the slap marks on Cang Xiyao's face, Chen Xue quickly asked, "Does it hurt?"
Cang Xiyuan shook her head, seeing her appear, her eyes kept falling on her.
Bai Yu Yueque just walked to Saihan: "Why bother?"
"I just can't stand his cowardly look and want to beat him up!" Saihan huffed with sweat on his face.
"Look at you!" Bai Yuyue took out a handkerchief, and Saihan snatched it away and wiped the sweat from his face indiscriminately.
Bai Yuyue smiled and said, "If you keep making trouble like this, Mr. Liu should be jealous."
Saihan then remembered that he and Liu Ziyu had been engaged not long ago.
This commotion made it seem like he still had unresolved feelings for Cang Xi, so he looked away angrily and ignored everyone.
"Okay, okay, let's go and have a rest. I heard that there are many good theater troupes tonight." Bai Yuyueque persuaded her gently, trying to pull her away.
"I don't understand, since you have experienced so many things, why are you still like this!" Saihan threw her hand away and said angrily.
In this way, several people who were deeply entangled with each other were pushed to the forefront.
Cang Xiyuan looked deeply at Bai Yuyue, while Chen Xue kept looking at her husband.
Bai Yuyue was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You have forgotten what I said, 'Because you don't love, you don't hate'."
His hands suddenly tightened.
Looking at her smile so close, it feels so far away.