"Last night..." Nangong Yaoling glanced at Xia Xiaonuan, his lips curling into a smile:
"Last night I was with another woman. Her skills were so terrible, not even half as good as yours..."
"Hate it! You're always comparing me to others! If I'm so good, why do you still look for other women!"
Yang Zi'er pounded Nangong Yaoling with her fists coquettishly, completely ignoring Xia Xiaonuan, the legitimate wife.
It was as if she were the legitimate wife instead.
Xia Xiaonuan was about to go crazy.
Remembering how tormented she was by Nangong Yaoling last night, and now he's complaining about her skills? Did he ever ask if she minded his skills?
Xia Xiaonuan turned away in silence, picked up her script and started memorizing it, not bothering to watch the two of them flirting and insulting her eyes.
Nangong Yaoling's gaze fell on Xia Xiaonuan's back, and in an instant, the air around him cooled down.
This woman didn't even have a bit of self-awareness as his wife.
