"Jiang Yi?" Yue Ran opened the gate of the Yue family villa with one hand and a phone in the other. "Why did you come—"
Her words were stuck in her throat when Jiang Yi suddenly pulled her into a hug.
"—Here."
"Yue Ran." Jiang Yi slowly whispered her name in her ears, his warm breath tickling her cheek.
Jin Yao came down from the taxi and unexpectedly saw this affectionate scene unfolding before his eyes—the person he likes in the arms of another.
He seemed to be stunned in place.
From a distance, the two looked like a pair of lovers.
And then the old, dormant anger flared.
He didn't know why things turned out like this—how things turned out like this.
When being compared to others, he was still confident that Yue Ran would choose him; after all, she had been pursuing him so passionately that no one would doubt her feelings for him.
