His face was lit with pure villainous delight.
He even tried to shove the phone toward Lu Zihao.
"Haohao! Record too! Record! This is history!"
Lu Zihao ignored him completely, continuing to stroke Popcorn as Simon and Yang Xia quietly giggled nearby, watching the scene unfold like two fangirls watching a live drama.
The truth slowly began to sink into Jin Yang's mind.
But instead of calming him, it only made his disbelief grow worse.
The way Jin Di's hand rested on Elena's waist.
The way Elena leaned slightly toward him without hesitation.
The way Jin Di's gaze followed her was sharp and protective.
Every little gesture screamed intimacy.
Every little movement screamed possession.
Jin Yang's lips moved soundlessly. "Unbelievable…" he muttered. "Impossible…"
Then Jin Di calmly led Elena toward him.
"Jin Yang," Jin Di said in his cold voice, "meet Zhang Xiulan, my fiancée."
