Zhan Hanjue walked in with Li Qingqing, and Mrs. Wan showed a surprised expression, while Ningwan frowned deeply, her face instantly turning ugly.
Feng Jiuzun wore a schadenfreude expression, grinning as he asked, "What, Zhan Hanjue, you've had a change of heart? That's great, I'll go set off fireworks to celebrate right away."
"Shut up," Ningwan scolded coldly.
Feng Jiuzun protested, "Ningning, why are you yelling at me? It's him who's been unfaithful and wronged you."
"Who allowed you to call her that?" Zhan Hanjue threatened coldly with a stern face.
Feng Jiuzun snorted and laughed, "Zhan Hanjue, what right do you have to blame me now? Look at the woman beside you before you speak to me."
Zhan Hanjue furrowed his brows tightly.
Li Qingqing, by his side, indeed said nothing.
However, she reached out her hand, hooking it around Zhan Hanjue's arm, leaning gently against him.
