A Slave to His Wife

The staff members could not believe that the girl who was dressed normally could be their Mrs. Huo.

Yet no rule mentioned the wife of the president should be covered in luxurious clothing and accessories. Even though Xu Xiyan and Huo Yunshen were officially married, she still stayed the same.

"Are you hurt anywhere? Is your hand alright?" Huo Yunshen asked as he picked her hand up and checked on it.

The guards were groaning on the ground as if they were telling Huo Yunshen that they were the ones who were hurt.

Xu Xiyan heard Huo Yunshen's voice, and it was like a string in her head snapped. Her body trembled a little as she turned around slowly.

She'd already gone through what she should say to him many times while she was on her way.

She could ask him about his relationship with Tang Shixue, or about her child, or if he'd cheated on her.

But when she heard the gentle voice of the man, not one word came out of her mouth.