Lan Mu frowned deeper and deeper as he listened to their discussion.
Who on earth started the rumor?
Who said he was completely under Yan Zao's thumb?
Was he?
There was no such thing!!!
He straightened up and coughed assertively.
It was then that the young men who had been gossiping noticed Lan Mu was behind them. They didn't dare to turn around and look, shrinking their necks and only daring to roll their eyes.
Lan Mu stepped forward, and as he walked, he addressed the young men, "Your sister-in-law is sensible and understanding."
He intended to prove he was not hen-pecked, but what came out was a defense of Yan Zao.
After he spoke, even he began to doubt if he was actually hen-pecked.
His gaze fell on the woman on the sports field, surrounded by a group of passionate young men. She was as lively and vivacious as a little girl, her smile warming her delicate little face.
