Leng Yu Yan was seething with anger.
Everyone was using Ye Yiheng's incapacity as an excuse.
Even if he was incompetent, she wouldn't allow others to speak of him like that!
In her fury, Leng Yu Yan clenched her fingers until her knuckles cracked; she desperately wanted to tear the mouths of the two people next door.
Ye Yiheng was not at all upset, as the rumors would naturally dispel once they married.
Seeing her trembling with anger, he stood up and walked a few steps to pull her back to the table, "Eat more dishes."
Leng Yu Yan turned to look at him beside her; his face was as calm and stern as ever, as if the discussions next door had nothing to do with him.
Noticing she was staring at him, Ye Yiheng looked back into her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes were full of concern; he smiled and said, "We already have 'Ye Yin Hui'."
"Uh-huh!" Leng Yu Yan nodded vigorously, squeezing out a smile.
About half an hour later, the two people next door left.
