mu yichen stretched out his hand and wrapped it around luo chenxi's shoulder. " wifey, don't meddle in other people's business. " what does it have to do with us whether he san can get his wife or not?"
" but ... but, then brother qingze's daddy and mommy can't be together anymore. brother qingze won't have any siblings to mess with! " the little dumpling grabbed luo chenxi's sleeve tightly and was hopping around anxiously.
"that might not be the case." mu yichen's tone was chilly. " when that rascal's mother remarried, he'll have ... ouch! "
luo chenxi could not bear to listen to him anymore. she pinched his arm forcefully and turned around to glare at him.
"don't talk nonsense! isn't he san your childhood friend? you're making things up about him!"
mu yichen dared not refute his wife. he raised his chin and snorted coldly.