"Your fiancé gave it to me himself." Xia Lihua shrugged as she said it.
"What?" A mixture of surprise and irritation welled up within Xia Mengrui as she observed the scene. It seemed that Xia Lihua had made herself even more intertwined with Yang Lingyun's life, boldly claiming his belongings as her own. "Why...Why would Lingyun dage give it to you?"
"I am not sure," Xia Lihua replied to Xia Mengrui, adding fuel to the fire. "Ask him. This isn't the first time your fiancé has let me borrow his coat."
Xia Mengrui saw that Yang Lingyun was gently holding Xia Lihua's nervously curled fingers and jealousy surged through her veins, searing her heart like a toxic poison. She forcefully pulled Xia Lihua's hand away from Yang Lingyun and positioned herself at his side. "You scheming bitch, are you trying to seduce my future husband?"
Yang Lingyun knitted his brows as he peered down at Xia Mengrui. "What do you think you are doing?"
