"Zhao Zhang, stop right there. I told you I will leave him as soon as I get married to Xiao Xing."
Xie Jayden bent a little on his knees and started to walk slowly near Zhao Zhang to get him back from the railing of the rooftop of a 100-floor building.
"No, Xie Jayden, I don't believe you. I want him back now. I want to see him now. Otherwise, I will jump off this building." When Zhao Zhang said it, the blood inside Xie Jayden started to boil, even the veins started to pop out of his body from everywhere.
"You can't dictate to me, you know that right?" Xie Jayden threatened with rage all over.
"Yes, I can when it's about Lu Dequan, you don't have any right to confine him. Why are you doing this with him? Sir, he is not against you. Leave him, please."
Zhao Zhang cupped his hands and pleaded. All his hope circled on the word called love... The love he has for his cousin.
