The man whom the fierce woman turned to for help appeared to be in his early thirties. He was very handsome, with thick eyebrows, big eyes, and deep features. He looked very fair and was wearing all branded clothes, along with an exquisite watch on his wrist, clearly an expensive high-end item.
Faced with the plea for help from the fierce beauty, the man showed a brief expression of impatience but eventually, he stood up from his seat with some dissatisfaction. Facing Xue Qingyi, he first smiled apologetically and helplessly, then spoke in a very pleasant voice to Xue Qingyi and Ning Aoxue, "Ladies, I'm sorry, my wife hasn't been in a good mood lately and her temper is a bit impulsive. I apologize on her behalf and hope you can forgive her for being rash!"
Xue Qingyi and Ning Aoxue, who originally thought that the man was there to back up the woman, were a bit surprised. They hadn't expected that the fierce woman would have such a sensible man, quite lucky!
