Ninth Master Has Good Taste

However, Han Jintian looked at Feng Qing with even more disgust and disdain after knowing that she was Madam Xie. His words were even more choking. "Tsk tsk tsk, our Ninth Master has good taste! He doesn't want so many young and beautiful women with deep backgrounds, but he likes such violent women. His taste is too unique."

Feng Qing : "…"

She secretly regretted it when she recalled how she had wanted to give him some trauma cream out of guilt just now. If she had known that she would be scolded so badly, she would have beaten this man up harder last night.

Han Jintian still couldn't accept the fact that Feng Qing was Xie Jiuhan's wife. He asked with a cold face, "Tell me the truth. Have you really registered your marriage with Xie Jiuhan?"

Feng Qing snorted. "Of course. If I'm not the madam of the Xie family, would that man have walked out of the clubhouse with a hostess?"