Perhaps sensing that Song Qiao's gaze was constantly watching behind her, Lu Jingchen subconsciously held her waist even tighter. As he pushed open the glass door of the restaurant, he leaned down to her ear and whispered, "If you can't bear to leave your ex-boyfriend, you might as well turn around and chase after him, because obviously, you want that so-called sister of yours to mock and jeer at you again!"
His voice was low and temperate, and those beautiful eyes were staring directly at the woman in his arms!
Song Qiao wasn't sure if it was her misconception, perhaps it was because she had learned to read people's expressions from a young age that she had become extremely sensitive, but she even felt that when this man said these words, there was a meaningful smile with a hint of faint sarcasm. If she had not been so perceptive, this might really have gone unnoticed!
