"A wife's words are an imperial edict that none dare disobey!"
"Go away!" Her head drooped slightly, and as Zhan Se casually smoothed her hair, she camouflaged the emotions on her face. In fact, just thinking about Zhan Se and Tang Yu's appearance at the dinner, especially the glaring lipstick mark on his face, filled her with intense displeasure. It was like she had swallowed a fly, stuck in her throat, unable to spit it out.
She harrumphed and sternly rebuked with a lowered voice.
"Don't think that saying so can cover up your criminal facts."
"What did I do? That's slander; that night I..."
He hadn't finished speaking when the ringtone from his phone in his pocket timely interrupted. Frowning, he glanced at Zhan Se, who appeared indifferent as if she had little interest in his explanation. He pursed his lips and sighed as he pulled out his phone.
He looked at it and answered slowly.
"Hello!"
