The man dressed luxuriously felt his heart pounding when he saw the gorgeous woman in red. No woman had ever made his heart race at first sight.
He took a deep breath, eased his anger, and said, "Since the beauty spoke for you, I'll overlook it. But I'm curious about this man's connection to you." He shifted his gaze away from Feng Jiu and toward Xuanyuan Mo Ze.
The way this person treated the woman in red implied that she was no ordinary beautiful woman.
Feng Jiu pursed her lips, smiled, and spoke in a leisurely tone. "This is my husband. Young Master's words were so unsettling; and thus, you cannot blame my husband for his anger."
You are married? When the man in luxurious attire heard this, he became so anxious that he raised his voice.
"Of course." She responded with a smile.
