"I just had a simple meal with another man, nothing more happened," Song Qiao rebutted him with his own words, and continued, "Moreover, it was not just Ji Sifan and I, there was also a colleague of mine and two newcomers I brought along. And you, Lu Jingchen, it was just the two of you... with Zuo Yuqing."
Noticing the dissatisfaction in Song Qiao's tone, Lu Jingchen remained composed and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, raising his eyebrows slightly, "Jealous?"
Song Qiao countered, "I don't have the luxury to be leisurely. If every day I'm not living angrily because of you, I'm feeling jealous, then this marriage is really too exhausting. We might as well get a divorce..."
Hearing Song Qiao's latter words, Lu Jingchen's eyes darkened, filled with broken emotions, his handsome face grim as he frowned and said, "Qiaoqiao, don't let me hear the words 'divorce' again."
