Xuxu knew that he was pulling an act for Zhao Zheng. Although she disliked being intimate in public, she wasn't that dumb to ruin the show that her husband had put on for the person whom she didn't really like.
She even tried her best to go along with him.
Zhao Zheng witnessed this scene and an ugly expression appeared on his face. He stood rooted to the spot.
A plethora of emotions rapidly whirled in his eyes that he tightened his fists.
Xuxu nudged Yan Rusheng after a while.
When they pulled away from their kiss, Yan Rusheng still used his tongue to lick Xuxu's lips as though he was still savoring the taste.
He had completely ignored Zhao Zheng.
Yan Rusheng turned around and carelessly glanced at the door. "Oh, Zhao Zheng. When did you arrive?" asked Yan Rusheng.
Xuxu didn't know what to say.
'This fellow should be an actor. His talent would be a waste if he wasn't.'
