"Wife! I was wrong, okay?" Cheng Yue shamelessly grabbed Yan Huan's hand and pulled it into his embrace, "Look, you're mad at me, right? Why make everyone else uneasy?"
"What exactly is going on?"
"Exactly! Are you two a couple?"
"He's already calling her by name, isn't he? Even if they're not a couple, they must know each other, right?"
Yan Huan: "Don't know him!"
Cheng Yue: "Know each other!"
"Know each other, really know each other!" Cheng Yue deliberately put on a serious face, looking earnestly at Yan Huan while saying insincere things, "Look, you've even given me a son! And you still say you don't know me?"
"Is this your son?" Yan Huan was so infuriated by him that she almost spat out blood.
Years apart, she'd only heard that Cheng Yue had grown up.
But she truly underestimated his shamelessness; she forgot that Cheng Yue had long become the little Overlord of the military region.
