Li Xianyun said this and kicked out, but who knew her knee would hit Yelu Yan's abdomen, exactly where it mattered most for Yelu Yan.
Yelu Yan bent over, clutching the area, and let out a stifled groan of pain.
Li Xianyun realized she had caused trouble, her brows furrowed, "Husband, are you alright? I didn't do it on purpose."
As she spoke, she was about to get down from the desk.
But a large hand landed on her slender, good-looking shoulder, "Your husband is fine; I just need a moment to recover."
Li Xianyun looked at Yelu Yan bending over and lowering his head, and it suddenly occurred to her that with his martial arts skills, it should have been easy for him to dodge. Moreover, in the chaos, she wasn't sure if she had actually kicked him.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt he was deceiving her.
