He Should Be My Man

After returning to the villa's main hall, Jiang Che laid Chu Yuechan's delicate body on the sofa and reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Seeing Chu Yuechan in such a heartbreakingly beautiful state, Jiang Che could not help but feel a little wistful.

This blonde young lady had always presented herself as carefree and thoughtless, never once revealing such a vulnerable side.

"Jiang Che, stop touching her!"

Seeing Jiang Che care for Chu Yuechan so tenderly, Xia Qingge's jealousy flared up again.

She walked to Jiang Che's side, grabbed his arm without explanation, pulled him to the sofa beside her, and muttered,

"What the heck..."

"Jiang Che is supposed to be my man!"

Obviously, she had said that for Chu Yuechan to hear.

Unfortunately, Chu Yuechan was still asleep and could not hear Xia Qingge's complaint at all.

"Jiang Che, do you really not know why Yue Chan became like this?"

Xia Qingge looked suspicious and could not help asking again.

Although she trusted Jiang Che's character and knew he would never betray her, she was still worried.

There was no helping it. Chu Yuechan's series of actions today had simply been too bizarre, making her increasingly wary.

"Qing Ge, once she wakes up, you'll understand everything."

"Don't worry. I definitely won't voluntarily cheat on you."

Jiang Che comforted her with a few words, his face calm and his heart steady as he casually spun a lie.

One of a playboy's basic qualities was maintaining the initiative when faced with questioning from any woman. A single sentence—"You have to trust me. I won't betray you"—was enough.

Of course, the prerequisite was that the woman loved you deeply enough.

It was just like the sort of thing certain gold-digging women often said to their simping