"Who wants to marry Yan Shuo? what nonsense are you spouting? I only treat him as a normal friend."
"Oh, really? Not to the point of marriage? Future husband, future mother-in-law, you're calling me so affectionately!"
Leng Yejin's voice was cold and deep. More importantly, he sounded sour! Just the thought of how they had spent that one month being so intimate with each other made her go crazy with jealousy! "Tong Lu! I. Really. Want. To. Strangle. You. To death!"
He gritted his teeth and squeezed out every word. His tone was so certain that it seemed like she would die the next second!
Tong Lu shuddered involuntarily. Her eyes met his furious gaze. He was so scary. He seemed to be able to swallow everything. &Nbsp;
"What future husband? Future mother-in-law? I don't know what you are talking about! Did Yan Shuo tell you something this morning? You know that's just how he is. He doesn't mind his words, but we're really just ordinary friends."