He walked up to the woman he loved. He thought about how she might be hurt when he was not around. He walked up directly to her and protected her.
Qu Jingwan downed the red wine in her glass in one gulp. The alcohol was strong and dry.
The strong alcohol in his throat was slowly dissipating.
"Old master Qu, isn't it not good for you to ask my wife this way? Everyone in the capital knows how much I love my wife. If you ask my wife these questions, I think I will be unhappy."
The corners of Ji Ziming's lips curled up as he looked into Old master Qu's eyes. "If you have any questions, just ask me. I will definitely know what my wife knows."
"No, no. I didn't deliberately get close to your wife."
Old master Qu's eyes were smiling as he looked at Pei Ge to confirm his thoughts.
