Yun Zhengyang's words made everyone dumbfounded.
Madam Yun and Shen Qianhui seemed perplexed.
Even Shen Ruojing raised her brows and looked at Jing Zhen.
Could her father be some kind of important figure?
As Shen Ruojing was thinking this, Jing Zhen asked, looking puzzled, "This is my house. Where would I be if not here?"
Yun Zhengyang stared at Jing Zhen's face. The latter's peach blossom eyes were filled with an innocent gaze, and he was also sizing Yun Zhengyang up. "Who are you? Why did you say that you're my wife's cousin? What cousin?"
This frivolous tone, this silly expression...
Yun Zhengyang retracted his gaze and sighed quietly. "I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else."
Jing Zhen: "?"
He then flew into a rage. "Hey, what are you talking about? You better explain things clearly! My face is so unique, so how could you have mistaken me for someone else? Moreover, who can be more handsome than I am?!"
