The burning flames of jealousy

It was a simple and clear sentence, so calm that it did not contain any emotions.

There wasn't even the usual mockery and sarcasm that the two of them used to have when they communicated in the past.

At this moment, song Chenxi felt like she was facing a stranger.

She was cold and distant.

Gong Chen was furious at this discovery!

&Quot; Gong Chen, I don't have the strength to argue with you over such a small matter. Let me go. &Quot;

Song Chenxi said calmly again.

He didn't know that his words were like adding oil to the fire.

With a thud, song Chenxi felt herself being pushed against the wall. The man's strong arms were on both sides of her body, forming a close position!

"A small matter?"

The smell of tobacco sprayed on song Chenxi's face, hot and ambiguous.

"That's your sister!"

"Aren't you still my husband?"

Song Chenxi looked straight into Gong Chen's eyes. Her words could not be more ironic.