"What's wrong?"
Yan Ze couldn't guess, so he asked directly.
Qin Yiling snorted and said through gritted teeth, " This letter was something that the lady couldn't forget before she passed away. She specifically asked me to hand it to you personally. Read it carefully. Don't read it wrongly!”
Yan Ze was stunned for a moment, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
These words sounded quite normal, but why did he hear a hint of gunpowder?
Suddenly, he seemed to have realized something and took a step closer with a smile on his face.
"Are you jealous?"
Qin Yiling's eyes widened and she said stubbornly, " Ha! What a joke! Do I look like I'm jealous?”
Was she jealous? That was impossible.
Hmph, how could she be jealous? It was simply damaging her image as a manly woman!
She was not the kind of woman who talked about love all day long.
"Yes!"
