Jun Xiangyi's face was livid with rage, "I really don't know what's so great about this woman who has borne someone else's child, Xu Mohan, you really aren't choosy!"
"If I weren't choosy, why wouldn't I want you?" He looked at her coldly, "So what if she has borne someone else's child, I just like it, what can you do to me?"
"Xu Mohan, don't you go too far!"
He hardened his face, "Get out!"
Jun Xiangyi saw the frightening look in his eyes, turned around, and stormed out, growing angrier as she thought about it, her whole body shaking with fury, feeling in her heart the stark difference in her husband's treatment - she should have stopped him from taking a concubine!
Xu Mohan locked the door, then walked back to the bedside.
Nan Yuesheng covered her head with the bridal veil again, "You haven't lifted the veil yet."
Instead of picking up the rod, he bent over and slowly lifted it with his hand, their eyes met.
"Sheng'er..."
