Xie Changzheng appeared especially self-righteous as he said, "They are very happy to witness our happiness, and you don't know how delighted they are to see us reconciling."
"Is that so? I see," Wen Jingshu nodded as if she had just realized something, then asked, "I thought you'd called me here to discuss adding your mistress and your illegitimate child to the family tree tomorrow. I didn't expect you wanted to reconcile with me. It seems I was too suspicious of your noble intentions."
Wen Jingshu's words were tinged with sarcasm.
Xie Changzheng had never seen such an aggressive Wen Jingshu before, and he asked with a trace of dissatisfaction on his face, "Can't you speak more politely in front of so many people?"
Their voices were not loud.
But perhaps because the atmosphere between the two of them was really not too good, those around them started to act as mood setters.
