My wife?
I really do wish so.
But I can't afford to have such a 'wife'.
Zhang Ye gave a perfunctory smile to the visitors standing outside, "Oh no, I'm not married yet. That's a friend of mine. She came to visit and to borrow some books."
The Heavenly Queen continued sitting with her back facing them. She did not make a sound.
The female editor felt that it was a little strange. Even if they were just friends, how could she not stand up to welcome them when there visitors were about to enter the house? She did not even turn her head? What kind of situation was this? Why was it so bizarre? The female editor courteously greeted the woman whose face could not be seen, "Hello, elder sister." She could see that she was older just by the way she dressed up and her hairstyle. And Zhang Ye's reputation was not small either, so being his friend, calling her elder sister would not be wrong.
The woman who was reading the books acknowledged softly and then continued doing her thing.
