The jealousy in Huo Jingfeng's tone could drown a bowl of pickled vegetables.
"What are you talking about?" Jiang Shuya gave him a light glare, "I'm just watching Eli leave, is there any need for you to be so sour?"
"Calling Eli, Eli, so naturally and intimately," Huo Jingfeng still exuded a strong jealousy, "aren't you already a wife and mother? Can't you be more reserved?"
"In what way am I not reserved?" Jiang Shuya was truly speechless at Huo Jingfeng's unreasonable behavior, "The question is, don't you have any manners?"
"When my own wife is about to be poached by someone else, what do I need manners for?" Huo Jingfeng tightened his grip on her hand, "Or did you get concerned seeing Eli's disappointed expression?"
When he announced that he and Jiang Shuya were getting married, Eli Shart did not fail to catch the surprise that flitted across his eyes and the subtle disappointment buried beneath it.
