"Seeing them so sweet together, are you envious? Jealous?"
The dim voice came from the darkness; all around, there wasn't a single human figure.
Almost the instant that voice sounded, Shi Wujue's whole body went taut!
By now, Zhou Mu was already holding Gu Changsheng as he walked up the winding staircase. The two of them, their backs overlapping into one, were so dazzling it hurt to look at.
Envious?
Jealous?
He had always been envious and jealous, but that was something only he needed to know. There was no need for it to be spoken aloud by someone else—especially when that person was someone who wanted Gu Changsheng dead!
"What's wrong? Unwilling to admit it? You fell in love with your friend's woman. A friend's wife is not to be toyed with…" Lige's voice came again from the dark.
