Xiang Wenxin's expression was slightly cold and serious, with a scrutinizing gleam in her bright eyes.
Liu Zhizhong felt a bit uneasy, like being caught by a lover with evidence of cheating. Isn't that peculiar?
But fortunately, Demon Liu had been through many ups and downs, confidently handling every situation, so he forced a smile and said, "If Master doesn't speak, the disciple doesn't dare to complain. I was just secretly chatting with my wife."
Xiang Wenxin's expression darkened, "Hmph! Chatting with your wife like it's an affair, you're quite the talent! Oh, you actually remember you have a wife?"
"Uh... I, hehe, Master, listen to your words. How could I remember I have a wife? It was my wife who contacted me first."
"Oh, she misses you? Haven't shared a bed for a while, harboring some hidden expectations?"
Xiang Wenxin's expression turned a bit cunning.
Liu Zhizhong pretended to be embarrassed, "Master, let's not talk about this, I've quit, quit..."
