Chapter 378: Joyous Feast, Drink a Pot 4

Shen Han was slightly stunned, then his sword-like eyebrows lightly furrowed. He didn't immediately respond, but it was tantamount to acquiescence.

Tang Zelin hooked the corner of his lips, smiling, "No wonder my Su Shu fell in love with me."

Upon hearing Tang Zelin's words, Shen Han's complexion grew even more ashen.

As Tang Zelin passed by Shen Han, he heavily patted his shoulder twice, "Thank you for your kind intentions, Mr. Shen. The Capital City might be great, but I think, given the choice, my wife would prefer to stay by my side. She's waiting for me to come home for dinner, so I won't chat any longer. Goodbye."

With that, he strode away, bag in hand.

Left alone, Shen Han clenched his fists tightly, the veins on the back of his hands standing out.

The woman who was unmistakably his was being called another man's wife out loud—and Shen Han felt a fierce fire burning in his chest.

On what basis did he act as if he knew Su Shu better than Shen Han himself?