Yan Ye paused for a moment, then immediately shook his head.
How could he possibly be familiar with Ling Yuncheng's wife?
His heart belonged solely to Lian Xinying! Besides, Ling Yuncheng would never allow his wife to have an affair.
"Then how do you know his wife is recuperating? Huh?" Lian Xinying's voice rose several decibels, and her presence suddenly became more pronounced.
Yan Ye's face turned as red as a boiled crab.
"Ling Yuncheng told me." Although Yan Ye purposefully jutted out his chin, trying to appear imposing, Lian Xinying could see right through his pretense.
"I guess... While other men chat about how many mistresses they have on the side, your chat with Ling Yuncheng is about who has more children?" Lian Xinying teased.
Yan Ye actually lied.
He hadn't discussed having children with Ling Yuncheng.
"Yingying, our daughter is my little lover," Yan Ye said, giving Lian Xinying a smoldering look with his deep-set eyes.
