Qiao Zhiyi had always thought that Shi Jingzhou didn't love her, at most he had a bit of a liking for her.
She never thought these three words would ever come out of his mouth.
Shi Jingzhou seemed to have just realized what he had said, his eyes a bit unnatural, "Is it that surprising?"
"Aren't you in love with Qin Mengsha?" Qiao Zhiyi felt that Shi Jingzhou was in love with Qin Mengsha because he cared too much about her.
Shi Jingzhou's gaze was like a blazing torch, "Who told you that?"
"I felt it."
"Then can you feel what I want to do right now?"
"What?"
Suddenly, Qiao Zhiyi was lifted off her feet, her hands instinctively searching for something to grasp onto, as she was held in his arms and he strode toward the bedroom.
Qiao Zhiyi panicked, "What are you trying to do now?"
"You kicked me out of the house, made me unable to return home, unable to hold my wife, what do you think I want to do?" Shi Jingzhou was expressing his resentment and dissatisfaction fiercely.