She didn't know when he had arrived.
She bit her lip.
It was an overwhelming sense of grievance.
She didn't understand why she felt so uncomfortable, but she knew when Cui Yun heard Ji Huo say he wanted to marry her, he had no reaction at all, and it displeased her greatly.
It seemed like he didn't care at all.
The girl pouted, unhappy, turning her head away.
Cui Yun stepped inside.
"Cui Yun, I... Ah!"
Before Ji Huo could react, he was abruptly thrown out.
The girl's head was turned back by the person who came.
Her rosy lips were rubbed into a pout, her black glistening eyes dewy.
"Angry?"
"How dare I," she said sarcastically.
Shen Hua: "With so many wallets, why don't you find a suitable one to wear?"
Cui Yun stared at her for a long time, then suddenly chuckled.
"So, it's jealousy then."
Shen Hua was startled.
"What am I jealous of?"
