No matter what kind of woman she was, she was his wife. As a husband, how could he tolerate others gossiping? Wouldn't that be questioning his taste? Moreover, how could the city lord's pampered daughter compare to the woman by his side?
Thinking of his main purpose today, Dong Feiran forcefully suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, showing a stiff smile, "Young Master Wuchen, I've overstepped, why don't you attend the banquet first, what do you say?"
Ye Wuchen's gaze was icy, yet he ultimately didn't say much more. He slowly curved the corners of his lips, smiling demonically, "Today, this king is in a good mood, so I won't take this too seriously with you. But if there's a next time, don't expect to keep your City Lord Mansion!"
Turning his head to look at the breathtakingly beautiful woman beside him, delight filled the man's purple eyes, "Muer, let's go."
