Trust me

Lei Zhao beckoned at her, "Come here."

Yan Mei walked towards him and sat beside him on the couch. Lei Zhao pulled her closer and wrapped his arms around her shoulder.

"Wifey….." Yan Mei tensed up at the sound of his voice with deep eyes staring at her.

"You have been behaving weird since I picked you up at the restaurant. Is something wrong?"

Lei Zhao asked maintaining eye contact. Yan Mei tensed up.

"I'm fine. It just---" she trailed off playing with her fingers.

Lei Zhao narrowed his eyes, "It just what?"

"I met him today, Lei Zhao."

Lei Zhao scrunched his eyes together. Why does he have the feeling that he was not going to like what she was about to say?

"Who?"

Yan Mei looked up and gazed into his eyes. Shutting her eyes painfully she uttered the name responsible for her heartaches for years.

"Wang Lu."

Rage rolled through Lei Zhao. He released her and inspected her closely.