Is Little Zhizhi the Puppet of the Villain Boss?

Li Zhi trembled in fear at Jin Jingsen's sinister tone, almost dropping her phone to the ground.

She took a deep breath and reproached Qian Duohuafusiji outside the screen.

"What's wrong with my Sensen? Why does he seem strange? Did he get his head examined by a doctor? Could it be that he's gone mad...?"

Before Li Zhi could finish her sentence, Jin Jingsen exerted all his strength and snatched the phone from Qian Duohuafusiji's hand.

His deranged face was almost pressed against Li Zhi's face on the screen, his words slow and his expression twisted to the extreme.

"Zhizhi, you belong to me, Jin Jingsen alone. I won't allow you to keep asking other men questions while talking to me. It makes me angry, and furious, and I can't control myself. I will go crazy!"

Li Zhi's breath hitched. Oh my god! Has little Sen gone mad?

Qian Duohuafusiji took a step back in fright, his face filled with confusion.