Jin Liwei was stunned. He looked at the bejewelled Smoking Devil, then at his brother-in-law.
"So that's why," he murmured.
Now he understood why his wife became so emotional like that over a smoking pipe and even fainted as soon as she held it with her own hands. Anything that had to do with her past life as a Vetrov would always cause her state of mind to descend into chaos.
He placed the can of coconut water on the table. His appetite to drink was already lost.
"Do you know?" Lu Zihao continued speaking. "We have some Armenian blood in our paternal great-grandmother's side. That's why my father was named Arman. Very non-Russian."
Jin Liwei didn't know about this. His wife had never mentioned this. Maybe she didn't think it was that important. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l (dot) com. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]
