Hearing the soft, familiar and disgusting voice, Xu Yiyang finally knows what it feels like to be splashed with cold water.

His hand on his cell phone was trembling slightly, and he didn't know whether it was anger or panic.

He is always calm and arrogant, but he is also enveloped by fear of losing.

"Where is she? Why do you have her cell phone? Xu Yiyang forced himself to calm down and plunged himself into the sofa in the main hall.

"She wanted to take her home, but she said she wanted to thank me and invited me to eat out." Compared with the tension in Xu Yiyang's tone,...