"What does it mean for Zhao Min to look at Wang Ye? Could it be that the two of them will have some interaction in the moments to come?"
"No, that's not okay! Absolutely not, Zhao Min is my wife, my wife, how can she have any interaction with another man? Wouldn't that be chaos?"
"Alas, my possessiveness is simply too strong. The mere glance my wife Zhao Min gave to Wang Ye has already made me feel uncomfortable. My wife must not interact with Wang Ye in the moments to follow."
The crowd below only thought Zhao Min was simply glancing at Wang Ye.
Or perhaps she would have some interaction with Wang Ye later on.
But little did they expect, Wang Ye's voice would rise shortly thereafter.
"The rose holds every droplet of rain, is it being offered in front of you, is it helping me convey my love for you…"
As Wang Ye's voice rang out, it followed Zhao Min's lyrics and he began to sing.
Wow!