"I don't remember giving you the permission to disrespect her,'' He said coldly. Wiping his knuckles with a handkerchief, Jun Zixuan turned around and left without looking back at the man.
Jun Zihao stood rooted to his spot with his palm pressed on his terribly aching jaw. He did not believe it. He would never believe neither accept that a man like Jun Zixuan, with such a high position and the title of one of the most desirable men, can't get over a single woman in his life. That he was so hooked with Yu Mei Zhen or Han Mei or whatever her real identity was.
Not that she was not worthy enough to stand beside him, but men are never this loyal. Even his father had additional affairs before he married Shen Lihua. Then, how could Jun Zixuan not have women other than his girlfriend?
He walked upstairs, not noticing a shadow behind a nearby pillar.
Han Jingyi frowned, ''A birthmark?" It reminded her of something. Or more specifically someone.
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