"Didn't you say you'd let me go if I returned to my normal self?" Zhong Lingling clearly remembered that phrase; she timidly uttered a sentence.
Xiang Yimo's gaze flickered.
He hadn't expected that the casual remark he had made would be taken seriously by Zhong Lingling.
He didn't understand what was happening to him. He remembered that last time, Zhong Lingling's father had mentioned that Zhong Lingling had a boyfriend named Wuyuan. Just now, when he heard Zhong Lingling calling out the name Wuyuan, he was immediately enraged, completely losing control.
"Let you go so that you can have an affair in broad daylight?" Xiang Yimo's tone was clearly tinged with a strong hint of jealousy.
Zhong Lingling suddenly realized. Could it be that Xiang Yimo's coldness over the past few days wasn't because he lumped Zhong Lingling and her father, Zhong Yaowen, into the same category, but because he was jealous?
Impossible, right?
Xiang Yimo was jealous of her?
