"And what you want to say about who is up to you, just as long as you don't claim it was a terrorist attack implemented by 'The Black Hand Gang,' okay?"
His words were still infused with sarcasm, layered with a touch of black humor that was so helpless, it firmly stuffed Xia Weiyi's words back down her throat before she could utter them.
Xia Weiyi's hands clenched tight, her gaze shifting towards the old Madam Ye.
Having lived with Ye Che for over a decade, Xia Weiyi understood his personality and temper rather well.
He could spoil her without limits, yet because of that profound love, he had a very extreme duality, that was an instant switch to hatred.
Therefore, Ye Che was clear-cut in matters concerning Xia Weiyi, even somewhat stubborn.
