Anran glared at the person in front of her, full of impatience, "Why are you here?"
"Why am I here, you ask? I'm here to find my wife, is that not allowed?" Duan Xingzhou still had his amorous, defiant look, though his face seemed to be smiling, the smile didn't reach his eyes. If you looked closely, you'd find it chillingly cold.
Anran didn't care whether he was cold or warm, she showed him her displeasure directly, "Stop calling me your wife, who's your wife? Shameless."
Duan Xingzhou approached her and chuckled softly, "Who do you say is my wife?"
"Duan Xingzhou, stop being shameless here. I've said it before, you're you, and I'm me, we have absolutely no relationship whatsoever."
The ice in Duan Xingzhou's eyes grew thicker, yet his smile became even brighter, "Really? No relationship at all? Then who was it a few days ago who was entwined with me in bed? Hm?"
