Shang Qinghua glanced at Yue Mingxuan and asked angrily, "And you didn't deny it?"
Thinking of how Xi Yu had used his inner energy to tear open his sleeve, a trace of unease flashed across Yue Mingxuan's face.
If he told Shang Qinghua about that, it would sound a bit suggestive.
Seeing that Yue Mingxuan did not answer, Shang Qinghua took it as silent acceptance.
A flash of pain crossed his eyes. "You want to be my man that badly? Since Rong Tieshan doesn't want you anymore, you turned around and latched onto me?"
Yue Mingxuan stared at Shang Qinghua in shock.
From beginning to end, he had never felt even the slightest romantic feeling toward him.
How could Shang Qinghua say such things?
"Prince Shang, are you sick in the head?" Yue Mingxuan asked.
