Cheng Yanzhi looked at Xia Yunsheng, and Xia Yunsheng handed him the food, "Eat!"
"I want an answer."
"Didn't I just say? I beat him up, wasted him, and really didn't say anything!"
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"
"So you don't trust me?" Xia Yunsheng was a bit angry, "You were already jealous yesterday! What does his reaction have to do with me? Can I control what he thinks?"
"Everyone else's words can't get through to him; only yours can. How ironic!" This feeling made him extremely uncomfortable and aggrieved.
He really wished Ling Xiche would stay degenerate forever.
He couldn't stand the sight of Ling Xiche becoming so enthusiastic about courting his wife.
"If you don't want to eat, then forget about it! Throw it away!" Xia Yunsheng put the lunch in front of him, stood up and left.
Cheng Yanzhi watched her back, his expression very complicated.
