"Gu Zixuan..." Feng Chengjin was feeling depressed, calling her full name through gritted teeth.
Gu Zixuan couldn't help thinking that she was looking at not a thirty-four-year-old man but a kindergartner who couldn't get candy and was sulking about the teacher giving it to others!
Gu Zixuan also knew she had misspoken in her panic and stutter.
But since she had already embarrassed herself, how could she just correct and say it again?
Right then, she turned her face toward the window, blushing deep red, and said, "I-I never called He Qimo 'husband' either, so no need to be so jealous, right? And I didn't even say it wrong. Even if we're married, you're still an 'old husband,' you're eight years older than me. I just found out today that Yu Xi ranks second among the grandchildren; he has an older sister, Feng Yuning, studying abroad. Feng Yuning is twenty-three, I'm twenty-six, so I'm only three years older than your niece. Calling you 'old husband' is perfectly normal."
