"Are you going to jump?"
Lan Xin Ai's eyes lit up as she looked intently at Carlo, her excitement unhidden in her tone.
"..."
Carlo was dizzy. If it wasn't for her hands gripping the windowsill, she would have already collapsed onto the ground.
"I'm not jumping!" Carlo yelled out these three words.
"Oh."
Lan Xin Ai sounded disappointed.
Through gritted teeth, Carlo said, "I still have something to say to Ye Mo, you go out first."
"You go, just say it." Lan Xin Ai had no intention to leave.
"You should leave first."
Carlo glared at her.
"This is my man, my son's father, why should I leave?" Lan Xin Ai hooked her lips and cheeky tone made Carlo's blood boil.
"Your man is so great."
Unable to hold it in any longer, Carlo let out her anger. She had had enough.
"Of course my man is great, otherwise you wouldn't be so infatuated with him. My husband is the best."
Lan Xin Ai embraced Xi Yemo and kissed him smack on his face.
Xi Yemo: "..."