However, Leng Hao's left hand, which was in his trouser pocket, was tightly clenched. He felt stuffy. This feeling was suffocating.
He did not know what was wrong with him. He seemed to be furious and angry.
In the past ten years, he had been on and off with Bai Lingyun. When Bai Lingyun was studying abroad, she met many different men. He knew all these, but he did not have this feeling at that time. Perhaps he was too busy at that time: he had just taken over the business of the Leng family and had put almost all his energy into his career.
Was he jealous?
No.
Leng Hao denied in his heart. He and the girl were from two different worlds. She wasn't his type. Perhaps, maybe, it was because this girl was still technically Mrs. Leng when she was flirting with other boys, and she was still pregnant with his baby. No man could tolerate such behavior.
