At this moment, the man felt an unprecedented wave of jealousy.
Moreover, at the reception, Yan Xiaye ignored him completely, holding another man's hand right in front of him and disappearing into the distance where his sight ended. No matter how furiously he roared and struggled, she did not bestow upon him even a backward glance...
Such images replayed themselves in his mind, feeling as though someone had cruelly cut open his chest and trampled viciously upon his heart. The suppression, along with the sharp pain, frustrated and agitated him to his core.
If the past Yan Xiaye had not been so good to him, perhaps the contrast he felt now would not be so stark.
When all is said and done, it was all Yan Xiaye's fault!
Isn't it said that loving someone means accepting everything about them?
If Yan Xiaye truly loved him, how could she just stop loving him like that?
