"Now I can't even make a phone call without you managing me?"
Ye Xiao tilted her head to look at him, extending her hand to lift his chin, with the demeanor of a playboy.
He did indeed manage her more and more, imposing curfews, refusing to let her drink, and now even making a phone call required his scrutiny. He was truly becoming more and more domineering.
Alas, she couldn't blame him; it was all because she allowed it.
"I was just curious who made you so happy with that phone call, seeing as your mood was quite good."
Recently, Qiao Si had felt particularly insecure. Ever since he learned she had talked with another man all night, he had been eager to find out who that man was, and whether the person she was speaking to on the phone was that man.
"Since you're so curious, that makes me not want to tell you even more."