First half of the sentence?
"I've never been a magnanimous person, I can't tolerate mistresses."
Zhao Xiyue looked at Mu Yan, her expression inexplicable.
She suddenly frowned, "What do you mean?"
"Literal meaning," Mu Yan said indifferently.
She picked up the coffee cup and took a sip.
Zhao Xiyue looked at her and sneered, "You don't really think just because he likes you, he'll marry you, do you!"
Indeed, a girl in her early twenties, so naive...
"It's not what I think!" Mu Yan placed the coffee cup on the table, the crisp sound instantly quieted all the noise, the whole space fell silent.
She lifted her eyes, looking deep into hers, "He and I are already married."
Zhao Xiyue's pupils tightened, her face full of disbelief, "What did you say?"
Mu Yan pressed her lips and said again, "I said Jiang Jingheng and I are husband and wife!"
"You're lying!" Zhao Xiyue suddenly shouted, "Impossible."
She gritted her teeth, glaring at Mu Yan.
