บท 227: My Boyfriend Gets Jealous

Cynthia wore a champagne-colored silk dress, paired with a light-colored suit. The hem of her dress swayed with the wind, creating graceful arcs and revealing her straight and fair legs.

Her beauty was always unrestrained and arrogant. Even a casual glance was enough to captivate all attention. Especially at this moment, Cynthia, without saying a word, exuded a chilling aura that made it even more impossible to ignore.

Joe glanced at the car beside him. The car windows were pitch black, and he couldn't see the person inside clearly. However, his intuition told him that the man inside the car was the one he had seen before.

Perhaps it was wounded pride, or maybe it was a way to prove that he was a unique presence in Cynthia's eyes. After contemplating for a moment, he said slowly, "Can we talk privately for a moment?"

Cynthia chuckled, a hint of mockery in the corner of her eyes. "Let's just talk here. After all, my boyfriend gets jealous easily."