Gu Mohan then asked, "What about you? Are you the one sponsoring her or is it the other way round?"
The man on the phone laughed. "Me? I'm Little Momo's fiancé."
Little Momo's fiancé?
The word 'fiancé' seared into Gu Mohan's mind, his eyes instantly reddened and he ended the call abruptly. He lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms.
"You have a fiancé?" He asked, enunciating every word clearly.
Tang Mo'er batted her eyelashes before hearing his question and she nodded. "Yes."
Once she answered him, Gu Mohan's breathing sunk into nothingness. He tightened his grip over her waist. "F*ck, Tang Mo'er, how dare you make me a cuckold?"
The man gritted his teeth angrily, his entire countenance spelled danger. The beast inside him roared in righteous vengeance. If he stayed, he might just kill her at that moment.
