Once these words came out, Giancarlo instantly understood.
He carefully stared at Jazmine, and the ridicule in his eyes slowly appeared, which overwhelmed Jazmine.
Jazmine almost couldn't maintain the smile on her face. She quickly lowered her eyes and suppressed the bitterness and sadness in her heart. She drank two mouthfuls of soup a little anxiously. The tip of her tongue felt hot, which suppressed the pain in her heart.
She opened her mouth again, and no one could see anything weird in her eyes.
"If you want to lock me up, I will always resist unless I die." She gracefully took the food and put it on his plate.
Giancarlo lowered his eyes and looked at the vegetable on the plate.
Jazmine followed his gaze and looked at it. She said casually, "I took a bus. After three stops, there is a market."
Giancarlo subconsciously frowned.