Accused by him, Xia Zhi felt displeasure rising in her heart and retorted with equal irritation, "It's exactly what you saw, shopping together, going out for fun, drinking milk tea together, so what? What right do you have to question me?"
"You're my wife, and you're being all lovey-dovey with another man—am I not even allowed to ask?" He Jinnan, seeing her so self-righteous, became even more infuriated.
"Also, why did you have to share a milk tea with him? Taking turns sipping with the same straw, do you realize that's practically an indirect kiss!" The thought pierced He Jinnan's heart like a knife, causing excruciating pain.
Trembling with anger, Xia Zhi loudly retorted, "He Jinnan! Can you please stop being so unreasonable? What kind of fetish do you have, insisting that there's something between me and Jinxing? You'd be happy if there were, wouldn't you?"