Old Master Lan continued shamelessly, "Just say my wife is a jealous type, unhappy about me going to those kinds of places."
Yuanya almost spat out her tea and glared fiercely at him.
"Who said I'm unhappy? I wish you'd just go away and stop bothering me. Go on, go now!" Yuanya said one thing but meant another.
He pulled her tightly into his arms, aimed at that adorable little face, and gently kissed her.
"Little vinegar jar, you've got to make your lies more convincing because your eyes have already betrayed you."
Yuanya's face turned red as she pushed him a couple of times, unable to break free, and she resignedly let him hold her in front of him.
Lan Xiu coldly glared at the light bulb nearby.
Gong Shaofan pinched his temple and, with a cross of his long legs, tactfully left the flirting scene.
Such scenes, seen too often, could definitely cause eye irritation.
Since Lan Xiu wouldn't go, it was up to him to go through the motions.