But while he could appreciate Meng Suizhou, if his wife also appreciated him, that was a problem for Jian Shichu.
Although he hid it very well, Ye Qingci still saw the jealousy in his eyes.
Ye Qingci chuckled and wrapped her arms around Jian Shichu's neck, "Why, jealous again?"
The Seventh Master Jian who was so cool and dominant in public, always got particularly jealous around her.
Someone else might have found it annoying, but not Ye Qingci.
Every time Seventh Master Jian got jealous over her, she felt as if she was being held and cherished in the palm of his hand, the most important treasure, and it made her heart sweet.
She didn't mind at all that Seventh Master Jian got jealous so easily.
In fact, she even enjoyed the way he looked when he was jealous for her.
Being jealous meant he cared about her, that he cared too much.
Jian Shichu, on the other hand, was reluctant to be jealous over this little woman again, especially since it was over his own brother.
