When Chu Nanli spoke, her voice carried a hint of sarcasm, tightening Ye Yunting's brows.
"Chu Nanli, are you blaming me?"
"How dare I? You, Prince, are the War God whose word is law. Crushing me would be as simple as stepping on an ant."
Chu Nanli said with a cold laugh.
No sooner had she spoken than she saw the hidden fury in Ye Yunting's eyes.
She thought to herself, be angry, and hurry up and propose a divorce.
However, the anger in Ye Yunting's handsome eyes was fleeting, quickly suppressed.
Chu Nanli couldn't help but wonder, had Ye Yunting changed?
"Chu Nanli, from now on be obedient, and let's put this matter behind us," Ye Yunting said sternly.
Chu Nanli was taken aback.
Which matter was he talking about?
"Stay away from Zhuang Muyan from now on. I know nothing has happened between you yet, but you are ultimately the Princess Consort of the War King Residence, representing our dignity."