Kissing, Touching, or Even Just a Finger on You

Ye Shengge was momentarily stunned, then her eyes quickly darted around. She asked with a brightening expression, "Are you saying that Fu Yushen is in Manchester? When did he arrive, and how do you know?"

Shen Wang's tone was casual. "If he can have someone keep an eye on me, can't I have someone keep an eye on him?"

"And," Shen Wang continued, his gaze fixed on her expression, his eyes narrowing dangerously, "Are you happy that Fu Yushen is here?"

After a second's pause, he added, "Your happiness makes me unhappy."

Ye Shengge: "..."

"Do you want to divorce him?" Shen Wang asked, staring at her with intensity, observing her expression closely.

"To divorce or not to divorce..." Ye Shengge was about to say that it was none of his business when she suddenly thought that she could use this to deter Shen Wang from bothering her further.