"What on earth makes you think my wife would even give you a second glance?"
Mr. Gu's voice was extremely light, a hint of disdain colored his calm, cold tone.
When he finished speaking, everyone but the insiders was dumbstruck.
Wife?
What wife?
Whose wife?
Where is the wife?
After a few seconds of silence, Nole exclaimed in his broken Chinese, shocked, "Wife? Your wife?"
Gu Yanjing lowered his gaze as if looking at an ant and said, "I personally picked my wife up from Yu Jin Hotel last night. We were together all night. Climbing into your bed? You must be imagining things."
No one spoke, utterly shocked, all eyes turned to Qiao Yuxian.
And Qiao Yuxian...
At some point, she had moved to Wan Ying's side and was coldly staring at him.
Wan Ying was paralyzed under her gaze.
He felt that her look was worse than a physical beating.
This kind of look could give him a long-lasting internal wound.
