However, Shi Jiayin vaguely caught sight of the words "Brother Tiancheng."
Her brows furrowed tight. Then, she noticed Cheng Sisi's face, filled with panic and unease. Suddenly, she realized something, "You… was this text sent to you by my husband?"
Cheng Sisi immediately shook her head in denial. "No, it's just... just some work-related stuff."
"Work-related? Do you really need to be this nervous over work-related stuff?"
Shi Jiayin stared at her intently, then stretched out her hand toward her. "Give me your phone. I'll see for myself!"
"It's really just work-related!" Cheng Sisi said as she silently stepped back.
"I said, give me the phone!" Shi Jiayin had completely lost her patience and lunged directly to grab it.
Cheng Sisi clung to the phone with all her strength, trying to break free. But Shi Jiayin, fueled by sheer adrenaline, managed to snatch the phone from her hands and violently shoved her down to the ground.
