After all, since the beginning, their friendship was never purely platonic, and no one likes being used over and over again.
The sight of the two whispering to each other looked extremely intimate to others.
Gu Yuheng's face grew even darker.
Hitting on his wife right in front of him, did he think he was dead?
Jiang Chenyuan was having a good time chatting when suddenly, a strong force from behind pulled him up. The sudden yank on his clothes made his neck uncomfortable, and as he turned around ready to punch the person, he came face to face with Gu Yuheng's grim expression.
The fist he had clenched immediately loosened, and Jiang Chenyuan looked at him puzzled, "Gu, Gu San? Why the heck are you grabbing my clothes like that?"
Gu Yuheng glanced at him with a warning look: get lost, stay away from my wife!
"You took my seat."
Saying that, he disgustingly tossed Jiang Chenyuan aside and then seated himself next to Lin Chuxia.
Jiang Chenyuan: "..."
