Zhuo's face turned deathly pale, and his fists clenched tightly.
To him, personal honor and integrity were, in fact, far more important than life itself.
Lian Qiao actually didn't like socializing. Six years ago, if it hadn't been for a necessary banquet, Liehuo wouldn't have let her attend, especially since she'd been living in seclusion for six full years.
Frankly, in such situations, she really wasn't comfortable anymore, but as Liehuo's formally introduced lover, it was inevitable that she had to toast with respect. She was also well aware that after this drama, regardless of whether Old Master Xing was pleased or not, her status as Xing Liehuo's wife was set in stone.
In fact, Old Master Xing was secretly delighted.
