After Chen Lin left, the more Yu Meilin thought about it, the more upset she became. She felt like her property had been robbed by someone else. Her jealousy made her want to scratch her heart and lungs.
After watching TV for a while, she got up and went upstairs. When she reached the second floor, she suddenly saw Hou Shihong standing there with a cold expression, glaring at her without saying anything.
Yu Meilin ignored him as if she didn't see him and walked right past him.
Suddenly, her wrist was gripped by a strong force. Yu Meilin suppressed the anger in her heart and turned to look at Hou Shihong. "What are you doing?"
Hou Shihong raised his eyelids and looked at her coldly, "He left?"
Yu Meilin grunted in frustration. "That's right, now let me go!"
"Haha..." Hou Shihong laughed mockingly and said, "Yu Meilin, do you really think you're still the same girl who was like a flower in the past?"
