The living room suddenly fell into silence; the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward.
Wanxin turned incredulously to Fu Shihan, frowned, and said, "Whose is it again?"
"Mine."
At the critical moment, Fu Shihan was driven by survival desire; he nodded and confessed. He looked at Qi Ran and admitted.
"It was my idea, and Wanwan had nothing to do with it."
Even though he said that, it looked like he was pressured by Wanxin.
Wanxin realized this and chuckled to herself, lamenting that indeed, when disaster strikes, married couples are like birds in the same forest that fly separately, proving the saying true.
Qi Ran watched their little performance and didn't bother to ask more. He thoroughly observed Wanxin and, seeing she was in a good state, decided not to trouble them anymore.
Since Qi Ran was here, Su Yao certainly didn't dare to stay in the same room with Lu Ci tonight.
