His heart was filled with jealousy…
Jiang Chenglong sat on the bed dejectedly and flipped the phone in his hand.
Thinking about it carefully, he and Sister Rong had often chatted happily in the past, but that was just idle chatting between friends.
All these years, he had been carefully hiding his admiration for her.
Even if everyone knew that he liked Rong Xuelong, he was still cautious when facing her. Once he showed any affection, she would immediately pull away from him.
He had always been careful on this path of love.
When she was with him, she had never shown the rich expression she had when she was talking to Ying Xiurui today.
It was as if she had invested her whole heart into it.
Jiang Chenglong used to think that he had no desires and didn't care who Rong Xuelong had in her heart.