The atmosphere was cold for a few seconds. The guests outside had already driven away, and the light swept over the place where they were standing. Soon the garage was quiet again.

"He said something about me," Ye Miao's tone was frustrated in the darkness. "He said that even though we were together for a good reason, the rumors were terrible."

He hugged the warm body. "I'm not afraid of any hindrance, but I'm afraid you'll be hurt."

Ye Shui-Mo grabbed him, and his voice was choking. "That's what he said to me. I'm terrified. If it would cause you trouble, what would I do if everyone came back to...