In their group, marriage was considered a very distant possibility. Especially for him in the past.
Secondly, if Ya Shichu knew that Ming Ge was his wife, it wouldn't be possible for him to maintain such a blasé attitude.
So, Gong Yeyan calmly dropped a bombshell: "She's my wife."
After pausing for a moment, he added, "We're married."
As soon as he said this, the man was thoroughly satisfied observing Ya Shichu suddenly lose all ability to manage his expressions, his face blank, his eyes vacant.
—Even if Ya Shichu didn't do it on purpose, Gong Yeyan wasn't about to let him off easy. Disrespect him? Fine. Disrespect his little wife? Absolutely not.
No need to get physical, but...
Seeing the proud Ya Jiu's dumbfounded look was enough to be immortalized in history books.
Ya Shichu: "..."
Wen Yizhen: "..."
Only Chu Mufeng remained unfazed, because he already knew about it—he'd long been struck by this bolt of thunder.
