The couple watched Ning Wei as she left.
Qi Ming Wei turned to his wife and frowned when he saw that his wife was still watching Ning Wei. He pinched his wife's waist lightly until she raised her head to look at him again. "What are you looking at?"
Yang Ran chuckled, noticing the sour look on her husband's face. She inched closer and poked at Qi Ming Wei's chest a few times. "Why do you look unhappy?"
"You've been talking to that weak man for a long time," Qi Ming Wei said. He did not try to mask his unhappiness. "What were you two talking about?"
Yang Ran raised a brow. "You don't believe that I'm asking him for a concert ticket."
"I didn't know that you were interested in concerts."
"I've been to a few concerts when I was younger," Yang Ran said. "I just thought it would be an interesting experience to go with you."
Qi Ming Wei pursed his lips. He did not think it was interesting to attend a concert. However, he would go if his wife wanted to go.
