It's not that Ye Feng wants to speak on behalf of Xia Qingqian, but once the Young Master loses his temper, the sky would collapse, and no one could stop his dominance.
"Why didn't you tell me the truth at that time?" He remembered that Ye Feng didn't say it this way initially. He exhaled heavily, his gloomy eyes becoming even more unfathomable.
The cold aura of Beitang Yao made Ye Feng momentarily unsteady. Swallowing hard, he said timidly, "Young Master, it's all my fault for acting on my own. I thought since they had already separated, there was no need to bring it up again." If it provoked the Young Master, then there'd be real chaos.
"They are separated, not broken up." He clenched his fist, a hint of anger in his eyes that even he couldn't detect.
"...Young Master." Ye Feng also began to resemble Xia Qingqian, even his tone of voice became very similar.
