Lian Xinying couldn't understand his psychological activities at all.
Did he still care about her associating with other men?
After they broke up, even if she was dating other men, wasn't that normal?
Uncertain whether she was trying to test him or holding onto a sliver of hope, she lifted her chin slightly, looking at him with clear, bright eyes, "Am I not allowed to be with Ji Fan, or am I not allowed to be with any man other than you?"
After saying these words, her cheeks burned hot as fire.
The men she had experienced, from beginning to end, there had only been Yan Ye, and she still remembered his dominance and possessiveness throughout the time they were together, crystal clear.
At her question, Yan Ye's face showed a hint of discontent.
He didn't answer the question.
The emotional turmoil inside him, uncontrolled by logic after seeing her.
"Are you with him for the money?"
The sarcastic tone was like a slap across her face.
She hurt, her face hurt, her heart hurt.
