Mu Tingfeng heard Zhao Youlin's question and pondered for a moment before giving a simple analogy, "If you really want to talk about it, he should be considered a noble in the Middle Ages."
A... Noble in the Middle Ages! How many years had passed since the Middle Ages? For their bloodline to still stand until now, their cultural heritage must be very deep.
No wonder the ensemble of guests at this banquet was so ridiculous!
Such a person had invited Mu Tingfeng, but this guy could still casually think about declining it!
Zhao Youlin took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm. She gnashed her teeth and said, "You should have told me this earlier."
Mu Tingfeng turned to look at her and said indifferently, "There was no need."
His wife only needed to care about him. She did not need to learn of other men.
Zhao Youlin was speechless.
