Yu Xi got into the car with Gu Linhan.
"Those people just now?"
Yu Xi hugged his stomach.
Not a bit of excess fat to be found; sitting in the car, his muscle definition was visible.
Most guys really don't have this kind of physique.
With a body like that, he could have blinded them just now.
Could Ah Kai even compare?
At least the makeup artist, still so greasy, couldn't hold a candle to Gu Linhan, yet dared to say she was jealous? That she regretted?
She regretted nothing.
Yu Xi really thought that if she had just lifted up Gu Linhan's shirt to show them, let them see what a merman line looks like, what a vest line is, what eight-pack abs are.
But then she thought, never mind, something so nice, she might as well keep to herself. Why let others ogle her husband's abs?
She hugged Gu Linhan.
"No, they are just jealous of me, jealous."
Gu Linhan hugged her back and gave her a kiss right there.
"Next time something like this happens, call me over sooner."
