Everyone took their seats around the table.
Zhu Ping, feeling as if he had lost the first round without even fighting, was very displeased.
As soon as he sat down, he directly launched an attack on Ye Fei.
"It's obvious, Ruru..."
"Please call her Mrs. Ye."
Su Yueru corrected.
"Right, right, it's clear that Mrs. Ye is very happy now. That puts my mind at ease."
"Oh, right, you're Ye Fei, aren't you?"
Zhu Ping looked at Ye Fei with a mocking gaze.
"Indeed."
"Brother, I must say, you're quite impressive. For someone who's merely a live-in son-in-law, to have your wife so doting on you is very rare."
Ye Fei smiled faintly, "Brother Zhu flatters me, but you, as a mere guest, being able to take the host's seat, now that's impressive."
Ye Fei's comment exposed Zhu Ping's disrespectful act of presuming the host's role.
Since ancient times, no guest should overpower the host. Ye Fei's words were virtually a direct accusation against Zhu Ping.
