122 Subconsciously Jealous (2)

Unfortunately, that happiness did not last for long. The cold gaze that shot at him caused him to shudder. He felt that his back was about to be poked full of holes by that knife-like gaze. 

Xia Zhetao's smile froze, and he laughed dryly, "Alright."

Zhao Youlin nodded and gave him a polite smile. 

Now, Xia Zhetao felt as if his entire back was being cut, and it hurt so much that he wanted to die.

'Former Mrs. President, even though I'm touched by the kindness you showed me, I'm a man who hasn't gotten himself a wife! I don't want to die under my president's jealous gaze, those eyes can kill! Please, spare me!'

Xia Zhetao stopped in front of the cake shop Zhao Youlin mentioned. Zhao Youlin went to open the door, intending to bring Joy down, but the person behind her spoke once more, "Sit, Zhetao will buy it."

He was still as reticent as ever, and he still spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.