Upon hearing this, Ding Miaoyan's expression instantly turned bizarre, and she wanted to get angry, but Huo Xiaoxuan quickly grabbed her.
Huo Xiaoxuan leaned close to her ear and whispered in a low voice, "Sister Yan, this guy is doing it on purpose, don't mind him."
Fang Yi, with his back toward Ding Miaoyan, could only feel the sharp glare she shot at him.
At that moment, the man in the leather jacket heard Fang Yi's words, scoffed sarcastically, "Kid, you're not kidding, right? Two wives? You think you're living in ancient times."
Fang Yi's expression remained gentle as he smiled, "They really are my wives."
The man in the leather jacket laughed even more mockingly, "Kid, you want to enjoy the fortune of having multiple wives? But anyway, I advise you to step aside, or else you'll end up lying on the ground later, and that won't look good for you."
Fang Yi smiled slightly, "Don't be angry. Actually, up to now, I still don't know what grudge or grievance you guys have."