Si Yuhuan saw the message from Jiang Qimeng, and his face darkened.
On her phone, she was having a great time with several young men, chatting and laughing cheerfully, her delicate face blooming like spring flowers.
He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the phone.
At that moment, Jiang Qimeng called again. "Yuhan, you saw it, didn't you? I just went out for a drink with friends and saw Jian Xi messing around. Even though they're divorced, it's still not good. Should I tell her parents?"
"Do you enjoy meddling so much?" Si Yuhuan asked coldly.
Jiang Qimeng awkwardly tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Yuhan, how can you say that about me?"
"Alright, it's none of my business. Don't send me this kind of stuff anymore." He coughed several times from annoyance.
"Yuhan, are you still not well? The person taking care of you must not be diligent enough. Should I come over?" Jiang Qimeng quickly offered.
