Que Zelian's hand tightened around the teacup, but when he looked back at Xiao Jinsheng, there was a gentle smile in his eyes.
Huaiqing lowered his gaze, his glasses completely concealing his reactions.
Li's eyes were fixed on Xiao Jinsheng and Xuan Jiu's clasped hands. He quickly walked over and separated the two.
He pulled Xiao Jinsheng into his embrace and carried her upstairs.
"Li, you're angry." When Li gently placed her on the sofa after carrying her back to the bedroom, Xiao Jinsheng nervously grabbed onto his collar.
Li looked down at her hand, which was tightly clutching him, and wrapped her hand with his palm, smiling as he said, "I'm a bit angry."
"After all, I'm quite selfish. When I love someone, I want to have all of her."
"And I want her attention to always be on me alone."
Li sat on the sofa and simply pulled Xiao Jinsheng onto his lap.
