Abroad

Jiang Xinyan paused for a moment before realizing that something was wrong. Yan Chen's expression was like that of an ice sculpture, containing a hint of coldness.

The expression on his face stiffened as he smiled, "You didn't invite me here. What else could you be here for?"

Yan Chen raised his head, his deep eyes unfathomable. "What do you think?"

With a shake of her hand, Jiang Xin poured out a lot of tea. In a flurry, she pulled out a piece of paper to wipe the table.

"I... "How would I know?"

"Jiang Xinyan, I'm too lazy to bother with your little woman, but if you continue to speak nonsense in front of Xi Yan and make her uncomfortable, don't blame me for not respecting you."

Jiang Xin couldn't bear to argue with him. She wanted to argue, but instead opened her mouth and said, "Do you like her that much?"

Yan Chen acted as if he had heard a joke. "I don't like her. Why did you marry her?"