"Ye Xiong, what exactly do you want? Aren't you being too selfish?" Yang Xinyi walked over, staring directly at him.
It was the first time Ye Xiong had been stared at with such a gaze, and he instinctively stepped back a few steps, making way for her.
Yang Xinyi grabbed Jing Feng's hand and walked past him, disappearing from sight in a moment.
A sudden and inexplicable pain surged in his heart. Ye Xiong's mouth twitched with self-mockery before he headed towards the private room.
She was right; he was indeed too selfish.
On one hand, he couldn't let go of her, and on the other, he thought of Du Yuehua.
To have both the fish and the bear's paw was not something this world would allow.
After walking to a spot where Ye Xiong couldn't see her, Yang Xinyi quickly let go of Jing Feng's hand and apologized, "I'm sorry for making you a laughing stock."
Clenching the residual warmth in his hand, Jing Feng said with jealousy, "You said your marriage is a sham, but I doubt that's true."
