For a moment there, Jun Yexuan thought Qiao Qing had forgotten about him.
But when his eyes met her misty ones, his heart skipped a beat.
This girl… was drunk?
Since he didn't answer, Qiao Qing stretched out his cheeks even more, "You don't know how to talk?"
Jun Yexuan, "..."
Qiao Qing then rubbed his cheeks, which were now sore, and said in a sad voice, "What a pity. Such a pretty face."
Jun Yexuan, "..."
He touched his tongue against the inside of his cheeks. He had no idea whether he should laugh or cry. This girl was teasing him?
He moved in an inch closer, "You don't know who I am?"
Qiao Qing shook her head.
Jun Yexuan leaned in closer and said in a low voice, "Then, listen to me well. I'm your husband. The man married you after going through three rounds of negotiations and sending six rounds of bridal gifts."
Qiao Qing froze and thought over what he had said.
