The longans rolled across the surface and scattered into the corner.
And Rong Xingyu found himself pinned beneath him, unable to struggle free.
Seeing the scattered longans and peanuts, the man let out a soft chuckle.
"In that case, my wife and I might as well consummate the marriage early and fulfilling everyone else's expectations. What do you say?"
Rong Xingyu: "…"
"Wife, why aren't you speaking to me?"
The vein at Rong Xingyu's temple jumped again and he finally gritted his teeth, unable to endure it any longer.
"How long are you going to keep pretending!"
The man hovering over him paused and then with his voice tinged with confusion he said, "What does my wife mean by this?"
Rong Xingyu: "…"
He pressed his lips tightly together and while deliberately avoided looking at the man, he turning his face to the side instead.
The two remained locked in a stalemate like that.
After a long while, the man seemed to sigh. "How did you recognize me?"
