She glanced subconsciously and suddenly, her gaze cooled.
She turned to look at the stage, quietly moving to a different spot.
Zhang Lingche, seemingly undeterred, took his seat next to Jiang Yuzhu, laughed indifferently, "Doctor Jiang, you're quite generous. You're allowing your husband to perform onstage with another woman in front of everyone, especially given their uncommon relationship in the past."
Zhang Lingche casually fed her a piece of fruit, then leaned lazily against the chair. He chuckled lightly, remarking, "If I were you, I would have caused a scene on stage by now."
Jian Yuzhu was initially uninterested in Zhang Lingche's comments, but upon contemplation, she turned her gaze to the stage. She chuckled lightly, "Showing petty jealousy in this setting will only earn me scorn. There would be no other benefits."
"Besides, if I acted as you say, it would only disrupt Jingchuan's reason for bringing me here."