Just as Ye Shu was about to end the topic, the man's deep voice, cool and detached, reached her ears.
"Kicking someone when they're down isn't your style."
Hearing his choice of words, Ye Shu's expression froze, her brows tightly knitting together.
Kicking someone when they're down?
It seemed to have a bit of that flavor.
She smiled bitterly, "Yes, jealousy really can make one lose their composure. Husband, you better not treat Miss Shen so well in front of me in the future, I'll get jealous."
Her tone was very light, as if she was joking, and after saying that, she gave a shallow smile.
Huo Shenting watched her intently.
Her hair was still wet, dripping with water droplets; it was obvious that she had merely wiped it briefly before coming out.
Fearing that the couple might be in a dispute, Aunt Wang knocked on the door and then entered the bedroom, speaking softly.
