Ning Chenguang was halfway through his conversation when suddenly, out of nowhere, a hand reached up and snatched the phone away.
He was momentarily stunned, not expecting He Yue to pull such a move.
"Give it to me." He reached out to He Yue, frowning, "If there's something you want to say, wait until I've finished the call."
"No." He Yue hung up the phone, raising her chin as she looked at him, "Chenguang, you can't keep the phone for Jiang Wanwan. She likes you! I don't want her to like you."
"This is just a normal communication." Ning Chenguang said, "She called to ask if we've returned."
"It still won't do. Chenguang, sometimes I doubt, do you truly love me? First there's Zhang Xiche, now there's Jiang Wanwan, who knows who'll come next... I don't like this, I want to be the only one in your world. Is that too much to ask?" Tears welled up in He Yue's eyes as she looked at Ning Chenguang, feeling wronged.
