The stoic and impassive man, who seemed indifferent in the supermarket just now, gently smiled at his wife. It was as if his cold and emotionless countenance was just an illusion.
But at Wei's mention, he turned somber. "No."
The woman lowered her gaze sadly as she pursed her lips. Jiang Weizhe hated to see his wife so downcast. He gently pulled her into his arms and kissed her hair.
"But I met the woman in question, Yubi."
Her crestfallen face brightened up. "Oh! So? Who is she?"
"Song Lihua."
Jiang Yubi rapidly blinked her eyes. "Song Lihua you mean...that Song family?"
He silently nodded.
Her brows furrowed in a complicated expression. "I see…"
But then she shook her head. "It doesn't matter to me though. The situation is a little difficult but... anyway, how did you find her? What did you two talk about?"
Jiang Weizhe said, "She is dangerously smart."
"How?"
"She got suspicious about Wei and my relationship. She asked if I knew Jiang Wei."
