Yang Guangchuan hadn't returned to his table when his wife's uncle, with an excited face, came up to him, "When did you get to know Mrs. Huo? Since you know Mrs. Huo, why did you have me bring you here to look for opportunities? Why not just ask Mrs. Huo directly, wouldn't that settle it? Plucking one of her hairs is thicker than our waists!"
"Mrs. Huo?"
Yang Guangchuan was clueless, "Which Mrs. Huo, I don't know her, Uncle, could there be some misunderstanding?"
His uncle was even more surprised than him, "You don't know Mrs. Huo, then what were you talking about with Mrs. Huo for so long just now? I saw Mrs. Huo smiling at you, she obviously seemed quite familiar with you. You're not keeping something from me and your wife, are you?"
