Lily Shaw looked helplessly at her best friend and her husband having a stare-down, wondering if they both ignored her official wife status while staring "tenderly" at each other like that.
Mandy Young, with a smug face, reached out and hugged Lily Shaw's waist again, intentionally leaning forward to whisper in her ear, "Lily, Eldest Young Master Grant is just a vinegar jar. Do you think he'll slap me to death?"
Upon hearing this, Lily Shaw instinctively turned to see the man walking towards them, his face calm, expression composed, steps normal—where was the jealous mark?
"Mandy, stop fooling around. Later, people might say anything about us."
Mandy Young clicked her tongue twice, leaning over again to kiss her face: "Lily, can I be your wife?"
"No way! I'm her wife!" Eldest Young Master Grant suddenly shouted out unintentionally or intentionally.
