A Shadow Lover?

Wei Ling Sheng spoke, his words laced with a triumphant smile.

"My lord... no, Ziran Jun, from now on I should call you my wife-"

"Say one more word and you will be taking a trip to Lady Kashir, right this instant."

Lady Kashir was the goddess of love and the best medic in the upper realm where they were living right now. Ren made a mental name of the names that were coming out of their mouth.

By some twisted fate, Lady Kashir's sister was the main wife of Wei Ling Sheng.

His words finally succeeded in erasing the fake smile from Wei Ling Sheng's face, replacing it with a hard, angry glare.

The grip on Ren's face tightened painfully, drawing him closer to Wei Ling Sheng. The distance narrowed down, and Ren could smell the disgusting stench of alcohol emitting from the stinky mouth.

"You are mine now, Ziran Jun. What do you think will happen if you anger your dear husband?"