Leng Youchen saw her alternating between madness and sanity, "Whether she's kind or not, she's my woman, and I won't allow anyone to slander or hurt her."
"You are really pitiful," Xu Xiaoyun said sympathetically, looking at him. Although there was still fear in her eyes, at this moment, her fear made her even more presumptuous, "You treat her like a treasure, but to her, you're just a spare tire. Wei Anjing has only ever loved one man in her life, and that's Leng Yanbo."
"After my father died, I've been following her. Do you know how many photos I have of her and Leng Yanbo being affectionate?"
The past between Wei Anjing and Leng Yanbo had always been a thorn in Leng Youchen's throat, wanting to pluck it out for relief. But he understood that no matter how much he minded, it wouldn't change what had happened.
His handsome face slightly darkened, "Xu Xiaoyun, I warn you, the consequences of angering me are severe."
