Su Xiyue's bright eyes were fixed intently on Ye Chen, her lips curving into a smile.
Ye Chen was startled for a moment, an unnatural expression flitting across his face as if someone had stepped on his tail, and he said angrily, "Jealous, me? What a joke, why would I be jealous?"
For Ye Chen, admitting to something as embarrassing as jealousy was absolutely unthinkable.
But given Su Xiyue's keen sense of smell, how could she fail to notice Ye Chen's insincerity? Her lips curled into a smile as she looked at him expressionlessly and said, "Since you're not jealous, then there's nothing more to say."
"Xiyue, what kind of attitude is that? As your husband, shouldn't I get to know your friends? Especially since he's a college classmate."
Ye Chen said with dissatisfaction.
Su Xiyue frowned slightly and said indifferently, "I don't have much to do with him; he's only here for business cooperation with the company. There's no need for introductions."
