Yang Yi nodded, treading carefully.
"Wearing the green hat with such subtlety, tolerating it for so long, young master Yang is indeed beyond ordinary people." Meng Xiao sneered, admiring his broad mind.
Her words were laced with innuendo. She and Xie Li had never been caught by Yang Yi, but she wanted to plant a needle in his mind, just like she once did with Li Ruoxi.
Li Ruoxi would move on, but Xie Li never would.
If he wouldn't divorce, he would have to bear it. She would poke that needle every now and then, to remind him of the pain.
"Xiaoxiao, what are you talking about?! I trust you wouldn't do something like that. I'm worried about you being fooled by Xie Li." Yang Yi, having said it openly, added, "Xie Li is a bad man; he voluntarily intervened in Zhao Jingyan and Du Jun's affairs in exchange for his bright future. You can't get too close to him, he is a stray dog that won't let go once he bites."