Chapter 28: The Sweet Taste Of Jealousy
Zhao Yiming studied the photos carefully, then let out a sigh of relief. Su Meilin was safe.
"Still alive, thank the heavens."
In the pictures, she wore a soft purple bikini, enjoying what looked like a spring vacation at the beach.
Her body was still just as sexy as he remembered—curves in all the right places—but her expression wasn't right. She didn't look happy at all.
In every photo, she was standing beside Jin Haolong—the bastard laughing and groping random women like he owned the place.
In one particular shot, he had two women clinging to him while Su Meilin trailed behind, eyes empty, shoulders slumped. She looked... defeated.
Zhao Yiming's grip tightened until the photos nearly crumpled in his hands.
That was when Luo Yanyu suddenly asked a strange question, her voice quiet and unsure:
"Is a woman like that your type?"
He blinked, glancing at her. "Huh? What's this now?"
"You know... sexy, married women," she muttered, eyes averted.