Han Siqi embraces Fu Zhengzheng and says suddenly, “Darling, each time you were in danger, Fu Wenhai always appeared in time. It makes me jealous as your husband.”

Fu Zhengzheng pokes Han Siqi’s forehead at once, “We’ve agreed that we would trust each other, haven’t we? Why are you jealous again?”

“I’m only jealous.”

“It has the same meaning.” Fu Zhengzheng criticizes him affectionately, “What are you jealous about? He rescued ...