The Magistrate asked questions.
"Xiaohong, Cuicui, how come neither of you recognize this man standing before you?" The expressions on Xiaohong and Cuicui's faces were beyond the Magistrate's expectations.
Both of them stared at Fan Wu, looking as if they did not recognize him.
Cuicui and Xiaohong glanced at each other, both wearing uncertain expressions, unable to recognize whether the man before them was Fan Wu or not. It was Yunjin who spoke first, "Sir, someone has smeared something on Fan Wu's face. Please wait a moment, I'll have someone clean it off right now."
Gu Ya looked toward his young wife.
"Yun'er, how did you get here?" Gu Ya whispered into Yunjin's ear, speaking in a voice that only his young wife could hear clearly.
Hadn't he told his young wife to rest on the side?
She really was a disobedient woman.
