Every time this kind of hostility appeared, he would suppress it.
He really couldn't tolerate it when someone replaced him and stayed by Yun Bilu's side.
Thus, Huang yize understood that his love and possessiveness coexisted.
However, he was not willing to let his father know what he was thinking.
Huang minglin looked at his son's impassive face and said,""I know that you've been very opinionated since you were young. You're very thoughtful and don't want others to know about it. Although I don't know what you're thinking, I think Bilu won't be able to guess what you're thinking either. If you drag this marriage on for too long, Bilu might not understand you. Instead, she might think that you don't care about her."
When Huang yize heard this, he tightened his grip on the armrest of his chair, and his veins popped out.
As Huang yize pondered over the past few days, Yun Bilu's reaction seemed to be a little strange.
