The Woman's Protest

A trace of annoyance flashed across Rong Linyi's eyes.

Damn it!

She still heard him even though he had hung up the call so quickly.

"You heard wrongly." He concluded succinctly.

"I didn't hear it wrongly!" Su Yanyun insisted. "I just heard it! A woman called you Yi so affectionately, why are you denying it? Are you afraid of something?"

Rong Linyi had never seen this little woman being so stubborn.

He looked at her angry expression. Her red lips were pouted… After two seconds, he asked softly, "Baby, are you jealous?"

"I…" Su Yanyun blushed." I'm not! Who's jealous of you! I only heard it, but you didn't admit it…"

She scoffed and said in a half-joking and half-sulking manner, "Tell me, have you gone to America to look for your old lover? If you have an old lover, then what am I? Why don't we just divorce…"

"Shut up!" Rong Linyi suddenly yelled.

A terrifying aura emanated from the screen and made Su Yanyun freeze.