Living on her income? Jiang Jingheng?
Lu Hao and the others looked at Jiang Jingheng with great interest, "Yeah, Jingheng, your little wife's career is at its peak now, she has thirty or forty million fans, over ten times more than you. If your business ever fails, won't she have to support you?"
Mu Yan knew they were teasing Jiang Jingheng, but her face still warmed up. She couldn't help but cough lightly and turn to look at the man beside her.
His handsome face showed no sign of anger, but rather a sense of pride, as he lazily swirled the wine glass in his hand.
His peach blossom eyes slightly lifted, he joked, "Living on her income, huh, not bad, some people want to do it but can't."
Everyone gasped, giving him a look of disdain. They've seen shameless people, but never someone this shameless, making living on her income sound so justified.
Of course, they felt a bit sour too; isn't he just flaunting his wealthy wife?
