You Worthless Piece of Shit

Behind him was a row of bodyguards in black suits who outnumbered Sheng Yize's bodyguards severalfold.

All the bodyguards eyed one another in embarrassment.

Qi Yanxi kicked the door open and was struck dumb by what he saw.

Sheng Yize was holding An Xiaxia's hand, while An Xiaxia seemed to be dreaming, since she kept moaning in a tiny voice.

He could faintly make out her words: "Sheng Yize, don't go. Don't leave me behind…"

Qi Yanxi stood frozen on the spot and was greatly hurt.

Hearing the noise, Sheng Yize looked back and gave him an icy stare. "What?"

Qi Yanxi clenched his fists. "Did she wake up?"

"Yes, but she's sleeping now. I don't mind a fight, but let's not wake her." Sheng Yize tucked An Xiaxia's hand into the duvet and rose to his feet.

Qi Yanxi chuckled in a self-mocking tone. "What's the point?"

It was indeed exactly like two years ago. All the girls he liked would eventually fall for Sheng Yize.