Bo Tingshen looked at her silently, his finger bones clutching the teacup gradually turning white, "Ye Xian, I'm jealous."
Eh?
Ye Xian lifted her head, a face full of confusion.
Jealous?
Jealous of what? Had she been ogling handsome guys or chatting and laughing with some man just now? No, she hadn't!
"Come here."
"...Oh."
Ye Xian approached him, and when she was a meter away, the man pulled her forcefully into his arms, sitting her down on his lap.
"Hey!"
Ye Xian's butt felt like it was burned, and she pressed against the table to get up.
"What's the matter?"
Bo Tingshen clutched her soft, tender waist tightly, his grip strong enough that she couldn't resist.
Ye Xian saw his less-than-pleasant expression and sat obediently without moving, "..." You don't know what's wrong yourself?
"Have you been this close with your brother since you were little?"
"?"
Ye Xian didn't know why he said this. Of course, between them... wait, was the CEO jealous of her second brother?!
