"Lin Su, don't call my wife anymore," Lu Zhao said.
Lin Su's heart fell into a bucket of ice water.
Luo Ying was truly with Lu Zhao now.
"Did you hear that, Lin Su? Don't call me again." After Luo Ying finished speaking, she hung up the phone.
Lin Su looked at the monitor screen and his phone, which had been hung up. He was manically frustrated. He flung his phone to the ground.
Since when did Luo Ying wrap him around her finger?
He laughed at himself. Luo Ying's every move now bothered him to no end.
Even though Luo Ying had said such harsh words to him, he didn't want to blame Luo Ying. He was just afraid that Luo Ying would ignore him again.
He was also filled with intense jealousy toward Lu Zhao. Why did Lu Zhao easily obtain Luo Ying's love, while he had nothing?
In the surveillance camera, Luo Ying and Lu Zhao were standing on the observation deck, kissing each other.
