"I'm your husband, aren't you going to keep that a secret?"
Ye Xiaofei was taken aback; his purpose for coming was to disrupt the matchmaking session, and there was nothing else to it. He looked at Zhou Chuanxiang with puzzlement and said, "Uncle Zhou, didn't my wife tell you she has a husband?"
"No."
Zhou Chuanxiang frowned, visibly irritated as he looked at Ye Xiaofei, "Do I look that old to you?"
"You don't look too old."
Ye Xiaofei stared at Zhou Chuanxiang, pondering for a moment, then said, "Well, in that case, I'll just call you grandson, shall I? Calling someone grandson makes them seem younger."
"What did you say?"
Zhou Chuanxiang was getting angry. Damn it, if he couldn't be an uncle, he sure as hell couldn't be someone's grandson. Who was this kid, so rude?
"So what should I call you? Son? That won't do; it's obviously fake."
