Hehe, good thing you're being honest!
Wen Meimei's jealousy eased a bit, but she still needed to warn him: You better not get too close to her. If I find out your hand touches her, I'll chop my hand off.
Chengxun: That's nonsense, don't harm yourself!
Tch...
Wen Meimei scoffed disdainfully, Now you care? Why didn't you consider my feelings when you were cozying up with Han Dingxi?
She didn't say these words to him.
Suddenly, a shocking scene flashed in her mind, Qiao, King of Hell glanced at the surveillance.
Could he have guessed she was watching him?
But if he really did guess it, why didn't he react at all?
Wen Meimei couldn't fathom this man's thoughts, so she replied: Aren't you working out? Go work out, I'm going to continue playing games.
Chengxun: Meimei, what happened just now?
Is Qiao, King of Hell trying to get to the bottom of this?
