Wei Anjing looked at Leng Youchen with a panicked expression and hastily withdrew her hand from Gu Chengjue's grip, tugging at his sleeve, "Leng Youchen, don't be so petty. It's been a long time since I saw Brother Gu, and we surely have a lot to talk about."
Leng Youchen looked down at her hand tugging at his sleeve, a hint of disgust flashing through his eyes. He gently brushed her hand away, "Since that's the case, I won't disturb your reunion."
Having said that, he wheeled away in his chair without looking back.
His retreating back looked as if he was jealous and angry, but in reality, he was disgusted by her. Why was it that when his wife acted coy, he found it adorable and sexy, wanting nothing more than to tease her?
But the same face on another person only made him feel nauseous.
Wei Anjing stood up and took a couple of steps after him, "Leng Youchen, don't be mad."