Baby, you've been schemed against

  Han Bei'er ignored Dongfang Ao's low shout and walked to Dongfang Wei's side with a light smile, her slender fingers gently wrapping around his arm.

  "Wei!" Han Beller called out in a low, intimate voice, calling Dongfang Wei's name.

  A lazy tone of voice, charming and seductive, as if it's going to penetrate his eardrum and bewitch his heart.

  "Han Bei'er!" Dong Fang Ao roared in anger, shaking off Jiang Yu Rong's tight grip on his arm as he strode rapidly towards Han Bei'er.

  Jiang Yu Rong was caught off guard and knocked to the ground by Dong Fang Ao's immense strength, her large watery eyes instantly misting over.

  "Brother Jiao!" Jiang Yu's soft and pitiful voice rang out as she fell to the ground, her belly full of grievances.

  Dongfang Ao did not hear Jiang Yurou's plaintive cry for help.

  At this moment, in his eyes, nothing can be seen except Han Bei'er.

  "Han Beller! What are you doing?" Dong Fang Ao pulled Han Beller into his arms, lowered his head and glared at her fiercely.

  She deliberately made herself beautiful, and recklessly released the charming light from her body. The pure and tender girl suddenly turned into a seductive fairy who could charm the country and the city.

  Her stunning beauty made everything around her pale in comparison, making people want to stare at her alone and keep looking.

  Look at her true beauty, look where she is releasing that extraordinary radiance.

  There is no man in this world who can resist such a tempting beauty, and his stern and cold cousin is no exception.

  Dongfang Wei has always been unwilling to let strangers approach him within three steps, but just now when Han Bei wrapped her arm around his, he didn't push her away!

  "Han Bei'er! Are you crazy?! What are you doing?!" Dong Fang Ao's furious low growl.

  Watching Han Belle bloom her beauty in front of others, Dongfang Ao couldn't help but want to poke out that person's eyes.

  Han Bai'er blinked her eyes and said nonchalantly: "What you're doing, I'm doing too! Isn't that fair?"

  Dongfang Ao suddenly understood, his body which had been tense with anger just a moment before relaxed all at once, "Bei'er..."

  He grasped her arms, smiled lightly and leaned in close to her ear, "Could it be... that you're jealous?"

  Before Han Bei'er could respond, Jiang Yu Rong grabbed the hand that Dong Fang Ao was holding onto Han Bei'er and pried it open with force. She stood between them, raising her elbow to Dong Fang Ao's face, "Ao Gege! Look, you pushed him to the ground, his arm is injured!"

  The rain is soft and gentle, with tears in her eyes, those swaying water droplets seem to be about to fall out at any moment.

  "Ah? Alright! Let Wei help you deal with it!" Dongfang Ao said perfunctorily, his gaze passing over Jiang Yurou's head and fixing tightly on Han Bieri, not moving away for a moment.