"Alright, I'll go buy it right now."
Jian Yufei came out from the kitchen. There was no one else in the living room anymore.
She walked towards the stairs. As she tread the winding flight of stairs up to the duplex second floor, she could hear Yan Yue's voice coming from the hallway on the second floor.
"Ling, has your wife found out about us?"
Jian Yufei's gaze wavered slightly, she couldn't help but slow her steps.
"Why do you ask that?" Ruan Tianling asked her.
With a somewhat aggrieved tone, Yan Yue said, "Well, I just have this sense. Before you came back, I felt as if she didn't like me. The way she rejects me, it gives me the feeling that she's jealous. Ling, didn't you say she doesn't like you either? Why would she be jealous for you?"
Jian Yufei scoffed, a smirk playing on her lips. Who was jealous of that man?!
This woman, not only did she play the victim, but she also twisted the facts. There was probably no better actress than her in this world.
