Leng Qinghan felt self-conscious under his gaze and teased, "If I don't come here, would you have taken the initiative to look for me? In your heart, it's always Sheng who matters the most!"
Ling Xiche darkened his eyes, and glanced towards the room. Xia Yunsheng was cleaning the table. His gaze on her back, demonstrated deep and uncontrollable affection.
"Ling Xiche!" While she was talking to him, his attention was on Xia Yunsheng. How could Leng Qinghan not be jealous?
Ling Xiche came back to his senses and did not bother persuading Leng Qinghan to leave with him, but left immediately.
Only then did Leng Qinghan realize that he had not come here for her, but just wanted to catch a glimpse of Xia Yunsheng given the chance.
He was as cold as a stone that could not be warmed. She was always so kind to him, but he only ever remembered Xia Yunsheng!
Watching his retreating figure, Leng Qinghan bit her lip unwillingly.
She felt utterly humiliated!
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