Ye Xingze’s fluttering wings froze. What kind of wild, aggressive talk was this woman spouting?
Even if his brain had been a little muddled these past few days—leading to his inability to suppress his animal instincts and his nightly urges to crawl into her bed—he hadn't actually succeeded, had he?
Furthermore, Ye Xingze glared at the man in the photograph. He never expected that the first husband matched to Lan Lingdu would be him!
Chapter 37