"I only want you... so please don't stop liking me."

His mind raced, conjuring up images of Qie Xieling and Haejin together, laughing, and sharing intimate moments. His brain veered back to the advertisement and he suddenly imagined them continuing with what could have happened after being that intimate. The fact that she was wearing Qie Xieling's jacket further intensified this conjecture.

At that moment, all reason fled from Luo Muchen's mind, replaced by a surge of possessive jealousy. Without a second thought, he flung open the car door and stormed across the street towards the building.

His footsteps echoed loudly in the empty corridor as he ascended the stairs, his heart pounding in his chest. The door to Qie Xieling's apartment loomed closer, and with each step, his anxiety soared. Would he find Qie Xieling taking a shower after having a hot steamy session of raw passionate sex? At this point, he thought that their relationship wasn't going to be salvageable.