On the night they had their falling out, they only made love once.

Only one day has passed, and suddenly there are so many traces. Even the most clueless person can tell what Jiang Tian went through last night.

Xie Mingfeng's brain was buzzing.

Jiang Tian has always existed as his possession.

She's always been there; he can have her anytime, anywhere, whenever he wants.

Such a lowly, humble woman who treated him as her whole world was surprisingly useful.

Xie Mingfeng had grown accustomed to her presence and despised her lowliness.

But he never imagined that Jiang Tian would go to see other men behind his back.

Without saying a word, he reached out again and tore off the clothes from her shoulder. After seeing the same marks, Xie Mingfeng suddenly fell silent.

It's on my shoulders, neck, and back. Can other places be spared?

After a long while, he released his grip, a cold smile playing on his lips: "Explain."

After being released, Jiang Tian remained calm.

She put her somewhat damaged clothes back on and said to Xie Mingfeng, "I've said what I needed to say, I'm getting off the bus now."

Xie Mingfeng seemed not to hear her words.

He stared at her intently, as if he were seeing her for the first time.

After a while, he reached out and pinched her face, observing her as if he were examining a model.

"Your looks are average, not particularly beautiful, but not ugly either. You have a good figure and smooth skin. You're a bit older than those young beauties, but you're still pretty good."

Xie Mingfeng stroked Jiang Tian's hair with his other hand, a dangerous smile flashing in his eyes.

"That person's taste isn't too bad, considering he was interested in you."

"So, tell me, who is that man?"