Shu Qiqi felt somewhat panicked and said, "You don't have to do this."
"What did you say?" Leng Yichen said as he pushed her towards the door.
Shu Qiqi didn't want to entangle in these matters anymore, she shook her head with a bitter smile, "It's nothing."
Let these last few days between them be filled with beautiful memories.
Just after they left, Su Ninglu emerged from behind the door of the pantry, "Slut, I wonder how long you can cling to Yichen's side."
With a flick of her wrist, the cup she was holding shattered into pieces in the corner.
"Quite the temper."
"Yize... President Yize?" Su Ninglu had not noticed Leng Yize and was startled by the sudden appearance of the man.
She frantically started to pick up the broken pieces of the cup.
Leng Yize caught hold of her, "The future Mrs., shouldn't be doing such things."
Su Ninglu tried to break free from Leng Yize's grip, but he only clutched tighter.