"What's the matter?" Su Qingyue raised an eyebrow.
"Nothing much, are you going up the mountain?" Zhu Daqi's gaze roamed over her flower-like beauty and her slender figure with unmistakable lechery, saliva almost drooling out, "I say, dear, Chuan really lets you go into the mountains alone, Brother Zhu will accompany you."
Her brows furrowed, "Who are you calling wife?"
"Calling you, of course," Zhu Daqi shamelessly replied, "Dear, you were originally bought by my Mom to be my wife, what's wrong with me calling you that?"
Su Qingyue was someone who could reason, "Didn't your family sell me off long ago? I have nothing to do with your family."
"It's all my old lady's fault, back then at the Zhu Family, you did all the work, both inside and outside," Zhu Daqi lamented, "Not to mention you are now a celestial beauty, even back then, I told my Mom, keeping you as a lowly maidservant wouldn't be bad, but she just wouldn't listen."
"Are you done," she said.