"Little Qiongqiong, seeking me out just to show concern, you're really too good to me," Li Yifei said as he wrapped his arm around Lin Qiong's shoulder, sporting a lewd smile.
Lin Qiong pushed Li Yifei away in an instant and glared at him, "Stop disgusting me here. With your kind of trouble, I wish I could get you dead sooner."
"How can my Little Qiongqiong be so cruel," he teased.
Lin Qiong glared at Li Yifei fiercely and said, "Hmph, you are Xu Yingying's husband, not mine. Why should I care about you?"
"If we had met earlier, I would have married you instead," he retorted playfully.
Lin Qiong crossed her arms and said, "Really? Well then, divorce Xu Yingying, and I'll marry you."
Li Yifei cleared his throat, his flattery clearly backfiring, and said, "I'm not that irresponsible. If I could divorce Yingying to be with you, wouldn't that mean I'd just divorce you for someone else later on?"
