It would be just like how Bo Junyan's incident on his birthday had made her let her imagination run wild all night, making her sad and upset.
Ling Wei frowned. "Where's Junyan?"
"My husband went to take a shower. Is there anything important? If there is, I'll send him the phone."
"It's not something important. I'll find him tomorrow."
"Alright." With that, she hung up.
"Why are you going against Ling Wei?" Bo Junyan looked at Mu Huan and laughed.
"I'm just a petty girl with a small nose and small, narrow eyes. Never mind your ex-fiancee, even if it's a woman who has nothing to do with you, I won't be happy even if she only looked at you! You're mine, so only I can look at you! Let me touch you! Let me love you!" Mu Huan hugged his neck and sniffed.
No matter how smart this man was, he couldn't see the invisible war between the two women.
