Zhu Biao, an ordinary spectator, had a candied hawthorn in his mouth, looking utterly shocked.
What in the world was happening?
Li Dan watched with amusement. Was the cornerstone of Brother Shu's life about to be undermined by a woman?
If this triggered the "jealous wife" side of Madam Shu, wouldn't Brother Shu take revenge on these women?
The most disgruntled at the moment was Jiang Shu, who felt slapped, slightly hurt, and saw his wife ambiguously mingling with these women.
Amidst the lamplight, Su Luo's poised appearance was strikingly exquisite, the laughter in her eyes outshone the colorful lanterns around.
The woman in red's heart was pounding at a rapid pace.
The man she loved was holding her wrist, guiding it to his chest.
Was he suggesting she feel the turbulence in his heartbeat?
She felt dizzy with happiness, her hand resting on Su Luo's chest.
This is a man's chest!
A solid, powerful chest, capable of shouldering the world.
