Seeing Cao Yong's face darken another shade, Li Xiaobing could only directly tell her husband to shut up. They mustn't forget that they are currently relying on Cao Yong's hospitality. Her husband is sometimes indiscreet when he gets carried away.
"I know, you're eager for the whole world to know you're pursuing me," Li Xiaobing said. "Forget it, everyone knows your motives. You dislike your rival, so you widely advertise to undermine him."
"The final result proves my strategy was highly effective, unlike that person who's now on edge," Zhu Huicang praised himself while indirectly mocking Cao Yong, who stood motionless by the window. "Chasing a girl sometimes requires a thick skin."
Cao Yong couldn't bother listening to the couple's nonsense, his eyes fixed on the snow-covered sidewalk below, looking toward the distant corner.
The morning fog hadn't lifted, and through the gloom, a slender figure faintly appeared.
