"She's my wife."
This sentence made Ma Jialiang feel a wave of heart palpitations.
Ma Jialiang really couldn't understand why Wei Qingxue would marry Lin Fan, someone from the lower rungs of society, a delivery person; is Wei Qingxue out of her mind!
Ma Jialiang looked down on Lin Fan from the bottom of his heart. He believed that Wei Qingxue would eventually divorce Lin Fan because they were mismatched in social status, destined not to last long, so he wouldn't give up pursuing Wei Qingxue.
He, a distinguished Ma Family son, defeating a delivery person, should be as easy as pie.
Ma Jialiang sneered, "Kid, don't get too full of yourself..."
Wei Qingxue interrupted Ma Jialiang, "I have something to say to my husband, you head inside first."
My husband!
These words really grated on the ears of Ma Jialiang; his words were choked up, and he glared at Lin Fan before walking away sulkily.
Lin Fan smiled, "Dear wife, did I do okay just now?"
