When Xie Limo heard this, his body temperature dropped by several degrees. "I don't need you to tell me that. She's my wife, so naturally, I treat her well."
Xie Limo mainly found it awkward, but then, he recalled Yun Bixue had told him this—Wang Qianjin had said something similar.
Xie Limo was a clever person. After some analysis, he had some inkling. "What exactly do you know? Or is there blood ties between you and Yun Bixue?"
Xie Limo couldn't help but suspect this. Mainly from the start of their conversation, what Wang Qianjin said easily led one to come to this conclusion.
Wang Qianjin's grip on his phone tightened. He pursed his lips and said, "Xie Limo, I can't hide anything from you indeed. Although your guess is pretty accurate, I can't tell you about the details. You only need to know that I won't hurt Yun Bixue or Old Master Yun."
