Ye Xiong finally understood what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.
He had just been joking with Zhang Liyan, teasing her to get her to give up and stop bothering him. He could never have dreamed that he would be outmaneuvered.
"You don't really believe what she said, do you?" Ye Xiong weakly asked Yang Xinyi.
"I do."
Yang Xinyi nodded emphatically, "It's exactly your style of speaking. There's no other man in the world who would say something so shameless."
Now he really had made a mess.
"Honey..."
"I'm not your wife."
"Xinyi, you know I like to joke around. I was just teasing her."
Seeing Yang Xinyi getting angry, Ye Xiong pointed at Zhang Liyan and said, "Look at her, with a tiny butt, small breasts, and short hair, she looks just like a Demon. Do you really think I'd be into that kind of woman?"
Zhang Liyan's face turned blacker than a black hole.
