Hmm, but his new wife is truly a woman with courtesy etched in her bones.
If it were any other woman, even if she couldn't win in a scolding match, her emotions would likely become unstable.
Zuo Qing hadn't gone far; Ye Shaoting quickly caught up to her.
She was carrying two bags, and Ye Shaoting wanted to tease her a bit. As he approached her, he reached over and took the bags from her hand, brushing against the back of her hand in the process.
Zuo Qing's first reaction was exactly as Ye Shaoting had imagined. She exclaimed in surprise and stepped to the side, but Ye Shaoting swiftly reined her back in with a sweep of his arm.
"It's you!"
Zuo Qing froze slightly, gazing at the man in front of her. Her rosy red lips parted slightly, a startled expression on her face.
"If not me, who else did you think it was?" he asked with a smile.
Zuo Qing frowned and pushed him away, "That joke wasn't funny."
