Xu Ruoying stood outside the door, pouting slightly. She had to teach Feng Lin a good lesson.
How dare he speak ill of her behind her back.
Just like Zhao Qingqing had said, she was just feeling shy, feeling that they hadn't truly married yet.
As a modern woman with a strong character,
agreeing to Feng Lin having other women was already her biggest concession.
When she spoke of divorce, she was just speaking out of anger.
She just wanted Feng Lin to admit defeat and coax her, that's all.
Bang!
Xu Ruoying pushed the door open and strode in.
"Sister."
Zhao Qingqing looked at Xu Ruoying and heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that she hadn't agreed earlier.
"Qingqing, you go back and rest, I'm going to talk with Feng Lin."
Xu Ruoying patted Zhao Qingqing on the shoulder.
"Okay!"
Zhao Qingqing hurriedly left, closing the door behind her.
"Xu Ruoying, what is it?"
Feng Lin gently rubbed the little fox's belly.
"What did you call me?" Xu Ruoying asked coldly.
