"Alright, you go about your business. I need to head home now, my wife is waiting for me at home!"
Xiao Zheng glanced at his watch and realized it was already late. If he returned any later, he guessed he might get a lecture from Leng Ruobing, who might even threaten him by docking his allowance.
"What? Wife? Brother Xiao, you must be joking!" Luo Yusheng's expression was priceless.
"What, you look down on your Brother Xiao? I'm telling you seriously—my wife is lovelier than a celestial goddess!"
Xiao Zheng gave Luo Yusheng an irritated look. Leng Ruobing was indeed beautiful, but true to her name, she was as cold as ice, like an iceberg in human form, seemingly unapproachable.
"Enough, I'm leaving now. Don't bother seeing me off." Xiao Zheng waved his hand, indicating that Luo Yusheng need not accompany him, and quickly disappeared into the night.
