"I did say I was going to have it out with Ningning and tell her that you're the only one I love, but Ningning is so good to me. How could I say it? And really, you don't want to see her get hurt... right?"
Chen Yuan's words were sincere. He didn't notice that as he spoke, the color instantly drained from Jiangg Ning's face. Her body also began to tremble subtly.
Jiangg Yao liked hearing these things; otherwise, she felt completely insecure. So Chen Yuan always told her this, figuring it was better to first placate the easier-to-please Yaoyao to prevent both situations from blowing up in his face.
The key, however, was that the one sitting on his lap right now was Ningning.
If there had been a knife, it would surely be held to Chen Yuan's throat. The two were still in an intimate embrace, and he remained completely oblivious.
