"What?"
Tang Ning was startled and asked urgently, "If she's Murong Changqing, then who was the woman who went into the room with you just now?"
"An assassin."
Tang Ning patted her ample chest, her face going pale.
Ye Xiong briefly explained the situation, and only then did Tang Ning understand.
"Brother-in-law, so you weren't just thinking with your little head and doing that on purpose."
After hearing the truth, Tang Ning's mood improved greatly, as if she were especially happy that Ye Xiong wasn't a philanderer.
"So, you weren't going to pick up university girls just now?"
Ye Xiong's face darkened, and he rolled his eyes. "I don't know a single girl at Jiangnan University, so where would I go to pick one up?"
No sooner had he said this than he glanced guiltily in the rearview mirror at Yang Xiaoqiao, the civilian campus belle, who was waiting for a bus by the roadside.