"Are you going to stay inside forever? Come on out and let me see what's up."
Yang Zixuan stood to the side, looking resentful.
Having known Ye Sijue for so many years, this was the first time she had seen him being so patient and kind with… a woman.
Yang Zixuan glared hatefully at the door, as if trying to pierce the door with her gaze.
Just how exactly was Mo Xiaomeng deserving of special treatment from Brother Sijue?
She snorted and said to Ye Sijue, "Brother Sijue, don't let her trick you! She's perfectly fine. She's only trying to get your attention. That's just too cunning of her! I've never seen such a calculating woman before! Brother Sijue, why do you fancy her?"
Ye Sijue could forgive her for doing those ridiculous things, but he couldn't pardon her for saying those things about Mo Xiaomeng.
"Yang Zixuan," he said her name coldly.