Especially when she thought about how he was going to pick up that high-quality, elegant beauty Wang Shan soon, the sense of loss in her heart grew even more apparent.
Thinking about how Xiang Yimo would soon dance with that Wang Shan in front of all the guests, the dance they had practiced for many days, her heart felt stuffy.
Xiang Yimo wouldn't inappropriately touch Wang Shan, would he? He wouldn't exchange flirtatious glances with her, right?
Hey, Zhong Lingling, what are you thinking about so wildly, Yimo can flirt with whoever he wants to flirt with, what's it to you?
With that thought, Zhong Lingling grabbed a bag of chips, held it in her hands, turned on the TV, and, as usual, ate snacks while watching a movie. But why, after watching for half the day, she hadn't followed the plot at all, yet she'd eaten a whole big bag of chips in one go.
How could this be?
It was like her heart couldn't stop worrying about Xiang Yimo's situation.
