What's more, even if Gu Jianci likes her, they are still friends after so many years. So, there is only one reason. His wife didn't see Gu Jianci as a man. At most, he was only a good friend.
After coming to this conclusion, half of the jealousy in Feng Zhexuan's heart dissipated.
He sat on the edge of the bed, held his wife's hand, and said, "Although you have no feelings for my wife, you still have to keep your distance. After all, Yuling is my wife now, and it is inconvenient if others gossip about her."
Hearing his words, Jian Yuan clenched his fists under the bed and his calm eyes flashed with murderous intent. But his mood was so fleeting that no one even noticed.
He nodded and said with a smile, "I never thought that my family Yuling would marry a jealous man one day."
Seeing that her husband and friend had finally reached the status quo, Yan Yuling breathed a sigh of relief.