"Why can't I?" Lin Yue saw the resentment in her eyes, his face gradually darkening, "Is it because that fresh young guy with you last night can?"
Perhaps provoked by her, Lin Yue spoke without thinking.
As soon as he said this, Shen Jingrou looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, "Lin Yue, you bastard!" she cursed.
Lin Yue also felt that his words just now were too much, but the image of Shen Jingrou with the young guy was really too suggestive. After all, the two of them were mingling together late into the night, how could it not heighten Lin Yue's sense of crisis?
"Don't associate with that guy anymore." Lin Yue suppressed the resentment in his heart and warned.
"What if I insist on associating with him?"
Shen Jingrou's big eyes fixed on the man, as if she didn't care about his threat.
"Are you sure?" Lin Yue stepped forward, his eyes cold and tinged with hostility.
