Jealous Again, Again!

Ji Weixi was left breathless at those words.

His past was really not one to be mentioned lightly.

Their eyes met, with Su Yang's pupils reflecting her clear face and glinting faintly, whereas ten thousand-years' worth of emotions lurked just beneath.

It was as if they were talking through gazes alone.

As Ji Weixi kept looking, the image of a fractured scenery suddenly appeared in her mind.

It was blurry.

Very blurry.

That was when two waitresses hurriedly brushed past each other beside them, colliding on their shoulders and dropping the water on their tray.

Su Yang's eyes tightened and he got to his feet swiftly, wrapping himself around Ji Weixi tightly.

Thud—

The cup broke into pieces on the floor while the contents steamed, splashing all over.

The waiter quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry!"

Ji Weixi was stunned, and she could clearly feel the man holding her drawing a breath.