Chapter Seven Hundred and Twelve
Long Xiaoshan walked out of the Lily Hotel with Qin You.
Once they were in the car, Qin You said, "Xiaoshan, you're directly offending Situ Yu like this."
"Offended? So what if I have? Who told him to even think about snatching my wife?" Long Xiaoshan didn't start the car. Instead, he turned his head and stared intently at Qin You. It had been almost two months since he had last seen her, and his Sister Qin had become even more charmingly mature. Yet, she still exuded a vibrant energy. She was truly mesmerizing.
"What do you mean by 'snatching your wife'? I'm not even yours," Qin You sweetly countered, though her heart fluttered. She hummed with feigned annoyance, "Your words sound sweet, but you didn't visit me for two months. If I were really your wife, I would have made you wear a hundred green hats by now."
