Taking a deep breath, Xing Yue said, "I'm relieved to see that you're fine. I know that the place you're staying at has been bombed. I wanted to invite you to the Presidential Manor for a few days."
Speaking up to this point, he looked at Xie Jiuhan, who was holding Feng Qing, and asked, "Qingqing, are the two of you really husband and wife? Don't worry. With me here, no one will dare to do anything to you. If this man bullies you or uses something to coerce you, blink your eyes."
Upon hearing this, Xie Jiuhan's gloomy face instantly turned cold. If not for Feng Qing, he would have beaten him up.
However, Feng Qing smiled. "Brother Xing Yue, he didn't threaten me or bully me. Little Jiu Jiu and I are in a free love relationship. Moreover, the two of us have already registered our marriage."
Xing Yue asked, "Then, did you not know who he was when you got married? Did you do a premarital property appraisal before you got married?"
