Dai Mubai's Jealousy

Dai Chengfeng's steps paused slightly, and Zhu Zhuqing saw the two of them as well, subconsciously a little surprised.

At that moment, Dai Mubai happened to turn his head, and his gaze met theirs.

The air seemed to freeze in that instant.

"Dai Chengfeng, Zhu Zhuqing..."

Dai Mubai murmured inwardly, but soon a trace of stunned disbelief flashed through his eyes, only to be replaced at once by surging jealousy and resentment.

His gaze swept, unconsciously, over the extremely subtle, almost imperceptible disharmony in Zhu Zhuqing's gait as she walked.

Then he looked at the faint blush on her cheeks, softer than usual, and at that rare hint of warmth and satisfaction rippling in those cold, clear eyes...

Dai Mubai's heart sank hard, and then filled with jealousy.

After all, as someone who often came and went from certain kinds of hotels, he understood.

Zhu Zhuqing, the Hell Spirit Cat who had once supposedly had an engagement with him, who should have belonged to him and supported him, now belonged utterly and completely to Dai Chengfeng.

Why?!

The veins stood out on the back of Dai Mubai's clenched fist.

Why could Dai Chengfeng always take away everything that should have been his?

His potential advantage for the throne, Father's vague favor, greater strength...

And now, even the woman who should originally have been arranged for him had become someone in Dai Chengfeng's arms!

In what way was he, Dai Mubai, inferior to this younger brother who seemed gentle on the surface but was deeply scheming underneath?

Was it just because he had shown his ambition earlier?

Or was it because Dai Chengfeng was better at disguising himself, better at knowing how to buy people's hearts, including... a woman's heart?

Oscar also sensed the strange atmosphere. Following Dai Mubai's gaze, he