Bai Xiao's lips twitched as she blurted out Ye Huang's grand name, "Ye Huang!"
"What?" Qi Zihua's eyes widened, and then he burst into laughter. "Bai Xiao, if you're going to lie, at least make it believable! Ye Huang is your husband? Hahaha, how could that be possible?"
"Why can't it be possible?" Bai Xiao rolled her eyes, only regretting that she hadn't brought her marriage certificate with her to blind this jerk's dog eyes.
"How could Ye Huang possibly marry you? You're suffering from delusions," Qi Zihua continued to mock.
They both revered and enjoyed gossip, echoing Qi Zihua's mockery to their heart's content.
Bai Xiao: "..."
Damn it, she should have carried the marriage certificate with her to shut this cheap man's mouth!
Just then, the noisy bar suddenly fell silent. The guests scattered respectfully, as if they had seen a leader.
Qi Zihua felt a sharp gaze upon him, like a sword, staring him down.
His heart felt hairy, and he slowly turned around.