Gu Yuyan looked at the harmonious scene before her and forced a smile on her face. She asked, "Shen, who is she?"
"Let me introduce you, my wife, Rong Qi," said Ye Nanshen. His expression remained unchanged, but his gaze toward Rong Qi became incredibly gentle.
Taking in the faint fragrance emanating from Rong Qi's body, Ye Nanshen's restless heart calmed down a bit.
"Your wife? Isn't she just a student?" Gu Yuyan asked. She could not believe it, and her fingers clenched tightly.
Ye Nanshen's voice turned cold, "She is."
Rong Qi sneered, looking at the untouched cup of coffee on the desk, and her mood improved a bit. She subtly moved the cup of coffee to the edge of the table and grinned widely at Ye Nanshen.
Gu Ziye entered the office, supporting his waist, with a few finger marks still visible on his face. When he saw the scene inside, his heart skipped a beat.
"Yuyan, Nanshen... How was your talk?" Gu Ziye asked.
