"Investigating my news secretly?" Xia Cheng felt something was off. The other party always had his phone number, so there was no need to inquire; a direct call would suffice.
"Do you really like me?" Xia Cheng asked softly.
"Xiang Yu, after all these years, how have you been?" Tears welled in Zhong Min's eyes, falling onto Xia Cheng's shoulder.
There was a ringing in Xia Cheng's mind. Although he had never met Xiang Yu, he was very familiar with the name.
He had already dispatched people everywhere to search for this person named 'Xiang Yu.' He wanted to tear Xiang Yu apart because he couldn't allow his woman to be thinking about someone else.
Currently, Xia Cheng's face was very grim. Despite how well he treated her, she was not moved at all, and now she was thinking of someone else. This gave him an inexplicable sense of humiliation.
"I'm here, don't be afraid." Xia Cheng's hand slowly reached towards Zhong Min's lower part.
