Jiang Yi spoke without reservation, blurring the line between mockery and incitement.
Seeing Ran Qingchen's brows furrow, Jiang Yi gently covered her own red lips, "Look at this mouth of mine, Master Jiang's wife is still here; such jokes should not be made, otherwise Qingchen will end up hating her little auntie to death."
Ran Qingchen's pretty face flushed, feigning indifference, "If Jiang Mo really has the ability to become Taoist Li's crucible, I'd be too busy offering congratulations to be jealous."
"Master Jiang is so fortunate to have such a magnanimous wife; she's not easy to find."
Jiang Yi winked at the man teasingly.
Li Guanshi looked at Ran Qingchen's serenely beautiful cheeks and asked softly, "Your 'Love-void Realm' seems to be gone, what happened?"
Hearing 'Love-void Realm', Jiang Yi's expression changed.
Her gaze fixed intently on Ran Qingchen, her eyes swimming with inexplicable emotion.
