***
"Hmph, this is more like it."
Qiao Chutian turned around, held her shoulders, and looked at her with his dark eyes, saying, "Wife, from now on, don't mention that Lin guy in front of me. I just hate him, I'm jealous!"
"Hehe, hubby, are you starting to feel insecure?"
Mai Xiaomai asked with a sly smile.
"It's not that I'm insecure, it's that I'm afraid our love isn't strong enough."
Qiao Chutian looked at her sincerely and said, "Wife, to be honest with you, when Macy blocked those five bullets for me, collapsed in front of me, and smiled at me, I felt moved by her. And so, I'm also afraid you'll feel something for Lin Xuanzi."
Upon hearing his words, Mai Xiaomai was taken aback.
Before, he demanded that Macy be buried with him and be together as his wife after death.
She didn't mind, thinking it was just out of gratitude, yet unexpectedly, he had been moved by Macy.
This made her feel a bit uncomfortable inside.
