Being exposed ruthlessly by his wife, Song Rui felt a little embarrassed.
Lowering his voice, he said, "Just remember to minimize such words in the future! If Master Huo hears these words, will you be able to handle the consequences?"
Zhou Manli's face turned pale as she thought of this frightening outcome. She bit her lip and resisted saying anything else.
"Jingwan."
"Huh? What? Dad, did you call me?"
Song Jingwan, who was in a daze, lifted her head. Her face was pale as she smiled.
"You're normally quite close to Yaoyao. Do you know when she got to know Master Huo?"
Faced with Song Rui's interrogative gaze, Song Jingwan dug her nails into her palms. Looking as blank as usual, she shook her head. "I just remember that she was clinging to Master Huo at the mountain resort. I don't know anything else. Also..." —she smiled bitterly— "Dad, Yaoyao has a lot of misunderstandings toward me so we've clearly drifted apart.."
