In a small sized villa in the UK, Ji Bo was lying in bed with a pale face. His face turned whiter when he caught sight of the ironic expression in the woman's eyes, standing in front of him.
"I knew that you still have feelings for that woman."
Yang Muyan looked down at Ji Bo from a commanding view and teased Ji Bo in her hoarse voice. "She is married and pregnant. I never expected that you would have such a different taste!"
Ji Bo burst out instantly. "Shut up!"
"Turning against me so fast?" Yang Muyan said softly as a patch of coldness hovered over her face. "Why didn't you say so when you called me and asked me for help. Now you are alive and strong enough, you dare to shout at me?"
Rage disappeared from his face when Ji Bo heard her words. He calmed down, gradually.
