Century Garden, Villa No. 39.
After his shower, Xu Yang saw Zhao Yuxin half-reclining on the bed, holding her phone, seeming to be texting with someone.
"Who are you chatting with? You look so happy," Xu Yang climbed onto the bed and held Zhao Yuxin in his arms.
"I'm chatting with Han Mengting," Zhao Yuxin said blissfully.
"You've added each other on WeChat? By the look on your face, you seem to get along quite well," Xu Yang remarked with some surprise.
"Mhm, Sister Ting is quite the power woman, she has a lot to teach me," Zhao Yuxin nodded repeatedly.
"Just don't forget, she's had her eye on your husband here," Xu Yang reminded her.
"I haven't forgotten. She came clean with me. She also said that, seeing how loving we are, she no longer harbors those thoughts, and only wants to be friends. I don't mind, just friends then," Zhao Yuxin said.
"So that's it then, do as you please," Xu Yang replied.
Ding-dong!
At that moment, another WeChat message came in.
