"Si Yu, Chu Hong is too much, flaunting his love right in front of me as if nobody knows that he's married." Tang Yue complained sweetly while holding the receiver, actually just wanting to have a chat with Mo Siyu.
"How did he show off his affection?"
Mo Siyu's voice softened, his straight back also relaxed, leaning against the chair with a sweet smile on his lips. Even without seeing her, hearing that tone, he knew that Tang Yue was pouting about Chu Hong's display of affection, but her eyes were probably full of blessings, right?
Tang Yue recounted the whole incident, but before she could finish, Mo Siyu suddenly said: "Xiao Yue, in the future, I will also hold you, wrap my arm around your waist, and feed you delicious things. I'll make sure Chu Hong is green with envy. We'll show off our love together and make her jealous of you."
