Damn it! Qiao Junlie, you bastard, don't blame me for not keeping my promise. Why do you get to have all the good things? You say we're brothers; I treat you as a brother, what do you take me for?
Thinking about how Qiao Junlie turned against me in the elevator because of Zi Ruoxi…
Murong Jun felt discomfort in his heart. Though he appeared unaffected on the surface, deep down he was full of resentment. Adding in the public kiss they shared, it instantly provoked his jealousy, causing his heart to ache with pain.
"Not maybe..." Murong Jun corrected, then gazed at the other's exquisite face. Thinking, this too pretty and smart woman is a disaster beside a man, Qiao Junlie surely wouldn't dream of trouble arising within, right! Then, his handsome face twisted with liquor-smelling lips, "This was just a 'play'."
A play?!
