Or shouldn't she cover her face and leave crying, cursing Qian Jiyun for being heartless?
Shang Ningluo did not understand why this was happening. An Jiuyue's expression, gaze, and attitude never changed.
An Jiuyue was not what she had expected. Although she was not extraordinarily good-looking, she had an unpredictable and enigmatic temperament that was difficult to read.
Perhaps she was pretending not to care about Qian Jiyun to confuse her. Shang Ningluo decided she had to be careful in the future.
"You're worried about my husband marrying you! Let me ask you something. Did my husband say anything to make you misunderstand? For example, did he promise to marry you and make you his concubine? Or did he promise to arrange a small house for you to settle down outside? Huh?"
"I—"
Shang Ningluo opened her mouth but could not find the words to speak.
