Xie Qiyan continued striding forward with his long legs. His phoenix-like eyes skimmed over the women around him, yet in the barely perceptible corners of his gaze, he was searching for his beloved little woman. When he saw Yu Tingting's pale, ashen face and slightly sour expression, his mood suddenly brightened. His alluring peach blossom eyes grew even deeper, and the corners of his thin lips curled into a soft, radiant smile.
"Wow! He actually smiled!"
Someone in the welcoming entourage at the door exclaimed dramatically. Realizing how much of a fangirl she sounded, she quickly covered her face with her hands in embarrassment.
"Seriously, have some shame! Don't you know you're married? Even if it's a marriage of convenience, your wife is literally right here!"
