Ji Ziming, do you like me?

The woman's bright red nails gently touched the side-profile of the man on the phone screen.

A familiar expression surfaced in her dark eyes.

"Ziming… I'm back… I'm finally back…" she mumbled. A sweet voice came from her red lips.

"You must be very happy…"

The woman's lips upturned, her expression one of happiness.

However, her sweet smile quickly became twisted with jealousy.

The woman's gaze coldly shifted to another woman's face on the screen.

"Pei Ge…" Her red lips opened slightly. The words she spouted were cold and far from how happy she sounded earlier.

"Hello, I've heard a lot about you."

Looking at the intertwined palms of the couple on the screen, the woman bit her lower lip in anger.

"He's mine! Now that I'm back, you can leave…" she said coldly, her gaze fixed on Pei Ge's face.

After taking one last look at the couple in the photo, the woman hurled her phone to the floor.

Pak!