Now that the matter of my marriage to Liu Mang had come out, Lin Ziyan had no intention of denying it.
With the news spreading, there would definitely be fewer flies and mosquitoes buzzing around her in the future.
After a brief silence around her, the noise picked up immediately as students and teachers chattered about the event, speculating on Liu Mang's identity.
Liu Mang didn't care what those guys were saying or thinking; all he cared about was his stomach. "Hey wife, we came to eat, where's the food?"
"It's coming, you won't starve to death," Lin Ziyan replied irritably, casting Liu Mang a helpless glance.
No matter how you looked at it, this guy was a sly little rascal. Though marrying him was just for show, the deed was already done and the word had spread.
In the eyes of others, Liu Mang was now her husband.
She, the young miss of the prestigious Lin family, had ended up with a little rascal for a husband, who knew what others would say.
