"You..." Di Jinxuan stammered, looking at him, completely at a loss for how to continue.
Nangong Jin chuckled slyly, got up, and swiftly stepped on the gas. "Hold on tight! When we get home, your husband will prove whether he's capable or not!"
Di Jinxuan: "..."
Weren't we supposed to be each other's angels?
What the hell is with this sudden change of plans?
The car sped like a whirlwind. It seemed Nangong Jin was dead set on taking Di Jinxuan down a peg—she dared to question her future husband's prowess in that department!
She was the woman he deeply loved. Even if he wasn't capable, he could still find other ways to satisfy her.
But the thing was, he *was* capable.
Damn it! After holding back for so long, how did he suddenly get labeled as defective goods?
On top of that, they *looked down* on him!
Ugh, so frustrating!
