"Haha, Brother Ming!"
"!!!"
Zhang Ming nearly jumped out of his seat in surprise as Zhang Wei casually approached and leaned against the car's open window, greeting him with a mischievous grin.
"You—what are you doing lurking around here?!" Zhang Ming blurted, his voice tense with suspicion.
"And why are you tailing us? Are you stalking Wenxi?" His accusation carried a sharp edge, his protective instincts flaring up.
"Stay away from my fiancée, you bastard!"
Zhang Ming's pulse raced; he had always suspected Zhang Wei of mischief, but seeing him here now, a stone's throw from where Wenxi was, confirmed his worst fears.
Zhang Ming didn't want this notorious playboy anywhere near his beloved Wenxi.
The thought alone was enough to ignite his fury.
Yet, Zhang Wei seemed entirely amused by the confrontation, his smile broadening as he observed Zhang Ming's growing agitation.