Luo Ye stood still, with his fists clenched tightly, but despite his efforts, an endless barrage of feelings, too complex and powerful to control, surged within him!
Curse that Zhong Lingling, what on earth had she just done to him!!!
...
Zhong Lingling hastened her pace with an unsettled heart.
Even though her relationship with Xiang Yimo was still in name only, in public, Zhong Lingling was always Xiang Yimo's wife, and her every action reflected on Xiang Yimo's face.
Being caught alone with a distinguished guest in the room by Xiang Yimo was akin to giving him a resounding slap in the face.
Xiang Yimo had looked at her with such a cold expression just now, and he didn't utter a word; it seemed like he was angry.
During her time with Xiang Yimo, Zhong Lingling had rarely seen such an expression on his face.
At that moment, Xiang Yimo strode ahead, while Zhong Lingling chased after him from behind.
