Yuntian spoke calmly, "She's my wife. If I'm not biased towards her, who would I be biased towards?"
"Cough cough," Xia Tianxing and La Ting on the opposite side both choked a little.
Wife… wife? Xia Tianxing covered her mouth, coughing, feeling like she had been struck hard by those two words.
A hint of a smile flashed across Yuntian's face as he picked up the water glass on the table and handed it to her, then raised his hand and gently patted her back, "So excited, Mrs. Yun?"
Xia Tianxing grabbed the water glass and gulped down half of it, finally feeling the heat on her face subsiding.
With her head down, she held the fork in her hand and stuffed steak into her mouth, pretending not to have heard anything.
But deep down, she couldn't help feeling a trace of sweetness she couldn't quite explain.
La Ting on the opposite side was biting her steak fiercely, wishing it was Xia Tianxing she was biting.
