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Many eyes turned toward the lakeside, watching the two people who were passionately kissing.
Lin Ziyan didn't care, only busy kissing Liu Mang, kissing this man.
A kiss finally came to an end, with Liu Mang holding onto Lin Ziyan's arm and quickly asking, "Wife, what's with you today? Do you have a fever, or has someone possessed you?"
Something was off, Liu Mang felt it was too odd.
After all, Lin Ziyan had never had much regard for him.
It was only when she was competing with Lu Mengyao that she pretended to be affectionate with him.
But now, she was actually initiating a kiss, which was very much out of character.
Seeing Liu Mang's flustered expression, Lin Ziyan burst into laughter, "What's the matter, you're not happy that I married you?"
