Feng Ziyan was so angry that he widened his eyes. "Is this the consensus between husband and wife? They even made fun of me together."
He decided that he would not let this woman who scolded him go easily.
"Well, let's sit down and have dinner together."
Mo Fengya gestured to the servants standing at the entrance of the restaurant. The male servant immediately ordered the people outside to prepare.
One by one, girls wearing apron and a sweet smile came along with the dining car. When passing by Feng Ziyan, they must smile more sweetly.
Feng Ziyan felt a little more comfortable and restored his elegant and romantic posture.
She glanced at the detestable Ye Chuqing and thought, "Look, he is still popular with women. That ignorant woman has low taste, so she doesn't know how popular he
