"Maybe... let's just drop it?"
Su Mo'en took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. 'That dog of a man'—what an apt description!
Without even looking at the photo, she knew exactly who 'that dog of a man' was!
It wasn't an exaggeration to say she was even more infuriated than Xia Yan, but unfortunately, she had no good solutions!
"Hey, are we still besties?"
Xia Yan said indignantly, "I was bullied by that dog of a man from your company, and you won't even help me with this small thing?"
"That dog of a man is my husband!" Su Mo'en was practically spitting blood, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, "The 'yellow-faced woman' he talks about is me!"
"What?" Xia Yan was caught off guard by the sudden revelation, "Your husband?"
"My cousin!" Su Mo'en clenched her fists tightly and slapped them on the sofa, saying with embarrassment, "Not my real husband!"
