Wei Chengfeng's face was ashen from Su Li's questioning, but he couldn't say a word in rebuttal.
He indeed spilled the jar of jealousy, he admitted, not just because of Lu Wei, but also that Luo Chuan – those were hurdles he couldn't overcome.
Although past events need not be unearthed again, his love was domineering; if not accepted, then once in love, he demanded all of the other person's being to belong to him.
He envied the people she had purely liked before, he hated meeting her too late, allowing her to have others she liked, he hated that ambiguous past he didn't partake in and wasn't aware of.
So, the jealousy jar was toppled over.
Tang Mubai always nailed the timing, patting Wei Chengfeng's shoulder and shooting him a look, he said, "Chengfeng, Su Li is right, you can't always dwell on the past; this time it's your fault, quickly apologize to Su Li. Now that I've found the person for you, the rest is up to you guys to resolve. We're leaving now."
