The man's narrow phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, automatically ignoring the words that followed, and he asked casually, "Well then, Madam, why don't you tell me what you and your Brother Gu had together?"
"..." Wei Anning once again lost her voice; she had dug herself into a pit.
"Can't you focus on the main point? I have you now, I have you, hey," Wei Anning was freaking out. If it weren't for that person's appearance being so holy and sacrosanct, she would want to smash the flowers on him.
Seeing the little one bristle, the last bit of tartness in the man's heart also vanished. After all, he had already sent Gu Chengjue back, so he wouldn't be coming back to Beicheng to cause trouble any time soon.
However, regarding his identity as the man behind the mask, he must come clean to his wife sooner rather than later.
He reached out to ruffle her hair, his expression one of boundless indulgence, "I got it; you don't have to be so loud."