Yang Xinyi's mind conjured up some dialogue:
"Honey, after dinner, shall we go watch a movie?"
"Are the seats together?"
"Of course, they'll be together."
"No way. The movie theater is the prime hunting ground for male perverts. You think I'm going to give you a chance?"
On the other end of the phone, Jing Feng asked her several times without getting a response and suddenly became anxious.
"Xinyi, has something happened to you? Should I come up?"
Hearing Jing Feng wanted to come up, Yang Xinyi finally snapped back to reality and hurriedly said, "Jing Feng, don't come looking for me anymore."
"Didn't you divorce that guy? What are you still worried about?" Jing Feng asked anxiously.
"Stop asking. I used you, I'm sorry." Yang Xinyi finished speaking and directly hung up the phone.
At the villa gate, Jing Feng sat in the luxury car, clutching two movie tickets tightly in his hand. He crumpled them into a ball and fiercely threw them on the ground.
