After Jiang Yao said that, she smiled and said, "That's why Lu Xiaoxiao likes him. If it were me, I'd like him too."
"You like him too? Who do you like? You're already taken." Fortunately, that photo was on his phone and not in his hands. Otherwise, Jiang Lei would have torn it into pieces.
"You like him too?"
Lu Xingzhi had appeared behind Jiang Yao without her noticing. He was holding a glass of warm milk in his hand, and his eyes darkened. "You like that man too?"
A fair and clean young man? Did she like him too?
Jiang Lei turned to look at the man behind the sofa, who did not look too good. He raised his eyebrows and immediately ran away. Even though Jiang Yao and Lu Xingzhi had been married for so long, most of the time, Jiang Lei still felt terrified when he looked at Lu Xingzhi.