Su Yu's other hand was already pinching Han Jing's waist, applying a bit of force, causing Han Jing to hiss in pain and suddenly realize that she was playing with fire!
Han Jing met Su Yu's dangerous eyes and immediately felt her courage diminish. She chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, I was joking, joking! My husband is actually the most handsome in the world, the only man I've ever loved, in this life and the next, for all eternity. I swear to the heavens, I swear to the heavens."
Flattery always works; in such moments, dignity and pride are not important. What matters is that this man is obviously having a prelude to anger, and when he gets angry, the one who will suffer the consequences is definitely her!
Han Jing's pitiful gaze clearly expressed, "Sir, please spare me," but she was met with Su Yu's teasing smile, "Since Jing'er likes me so much, how can I not show my appreciation?"
