At this moment, Zhao Xueying really didn't want her boyfriend anymore, he was utterly useless, and doubted her all the time.
She didn't even have enough to eat, yet she wasn't allowed to go out for a bite, and they weren't even married yet, just boyfriend and girlfriend.
Thinking about this, Zhao Xueying was even more furious. She threw her arms around Wang Jie's neck and kissed him fiercely.
"Wang Jie, brother, I really like you so much. If I truly can't hide it any longer, I'll just say it to her face."
"Seeing you like this, suffering for me, truly breaks my heart. To hell with that crappy boyfriend, let him go kick rocks—that guy's a total jerk. I don't ever want to see him again."
"From now on I'll be yours, your girlfriend, your wife, or if we can't be together, I'll be your mistress or even a concubine, just remember me, okay?"
Her eyes brimmed with affection, and her gaze was filled with tenderness.
