Luo Weibing stiffened. He paused mid-stride and said dryly, "Sister Lin, are you kidding me? Your ex-husband is… Mu Tingfeng?"
"So, you know my husband? Oh no… I mean my ex-husband. No kidding. It's him."
Before Zhao Youlin finished her words, Luo Weibing turned his body and prepared to run away. But Zhao Youlin had sharp eyes and grabbed hold of him. She said with a low voice, "What's wrong?"
"Oh, master. My dear master, please spare me. I really can't afford to offend that man!" Luo Weibing cried bitterly and looked at Zhao Youlin pitifully.
The corner of Zhao Youlin's lips twitched. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Who was the one who said that he would perform his duty to his death and complete his mission even at the cost of his life?"
"Sister Lin, you said nothing about your ex-husband being Mu Tingfeng!"
