Lu Mingxuan thought back to how Wang Jingyuan and Lu Qingyan had unexpectedly skipped evening self-study to have a date by themselves.
His heart thumped.
It couldn't be that Lu Qingyan was really led astray by Wang Jingyuan, that little white face??
As soon as this thought appeared, Lu Mingxuan jabbed the steak on his plate into a mess.
Lu Mingxuan stabbed the steak on his plate like it had personally wronged him.
The poor slab of medium-rare beef was no match for his rising storm of jealousy and disbelief.
His brows were furrowed into a tight knot, and his normally arrogant, lazy gaze now carried a glare so sharp it could slice marble. His fork twisted again, shredding the steak into unrecognizable strips, until it looked more like minced regret than dinner.
A little over a month ago, Lu Qingyan was still chasing behind his butt, pampering him and saying how only big brother was good.
She was saying things like "Big brother is the best!" and "Only my brother understands me!"
