Yi Jian sat high up and never took his eyes away from Zhong Qing.
There were dark clouds in his eyes.
She could smile so innocently, but she had never smiled at him.
He knew that man, and he had been her childhood sweetheart... She seemed to be very dependent on him, and she must have liked him deep down in her heart!
Yi Jian put down the red wine glass that had been held on her fingertips for a long time, pursed her thin lips silently, and forced herself to look away from her.
Even though there were so many people and so far apart, he seemed to be able to smell the refreshing fragrance on her body, and he seemed to be able to see how enchanting she looked when she was lying under him, dressed in snow-white.
She smiled lightly and bumped her wine glass against the man's glass. She didn't know what the man said, but she smiled even more happily.
There was sunlight outside the window, which fell lightly and hit her side, forming a halo.
He looked a little dizzy.
In fact, how did he understand Zhongqing's feeling at this moment? No one in Zhongqing's life wanted to believe it, no one dared to believe it. He had been frightened by someone in the Zhong family since he was a child. Only his second sister Zhong Xin, a good person, met him at this time.
Seeing her second brother-in-law was like meeting her second sister. She couldn't describe the emotions and emotions in her heart even with a pen.
She seemed to be back when she was a child. When she spoke to Zhuoran, she acted like a little daughter acting coquettishly, and her smile was gentle.
Falling in Yi Jian's eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
Immediately, his deep eyes gradually turned ice-colored.
It's so thick that it seems like it will never melt.
He clearly felt the trace of jealousy in his heart...the deepest jealousy...
"Young Marshal... This dish tastes good, you can try it." He Anyuan may have been a little carried away by the scene at this time, or she seemed to be drunk, and she was a little drunk.
So he didn't notice Yi Jian's already stiff body at all.
Yi Jian glanced away.
"What's wrong? Don't you want to eat? What do you want to eat?"
"This? Or this?"
"Young Marshal, tell me, I will feed you..."
He Anyuan kept chirping next to her. Yi Jian just felt irritated in her heart. She suddenly stood up and left without even looking at He Anyuan.----------------
