"Oh my, you're still playing! Stop playing!" Ye Fei pulled Eleven up, "Your husband's been lured away by a vixen! Hurry up and catch up!"
"Hey, hey, I was about to catch one--"
"Catch your brother, Fang Eleven! Come on, let's go, quickly!"
Evidently, she wasn't referring to her own husband, this Eleven.
Ye Fei, with quite some effort, dragged Eleven away from the goldfish catching stall. Amidst the bustling crowd, she tried to spot Gu Liancheng and that woman.
"Let me ask you, Fang Eleven, is that man really your husband? Why are you even calmer than me?"
"What else can I do?" Eleven shrugged helplessly, "Should I charge towards that vixen, slap her across the face, and then confront her with the attitude of a wronged wife, saying: You dare to seduce my husband! Like that?"
"I support you! You deal with the vixen, and I'll take care of Gu Liancheng!"
