Based on Liu Qingsong's understanding of Xiao Song, this statement was definitely not in jest.
"Lady, let's return to the mansion," Xiao Song said.
Ran Yan saw that Xiao Song's facial expression wasn't good and, after a brief thought, realized that he must have secretly listened to her conversation with Su Fu. She thought to herself that Su Fu must have known already; otherwise, he wouldn't have left in such a hurry.
Even though her relationship with Su Fu was open and transparent, she could not be self-righteously indignant, especially since Xiao Song's temperament allowed him to endure so much, which was already rare.
"Husband," Ran Yan caught up to Xiao Song and held his hand, "Jealous?"
Feeling the softness in his palm, Xiao Song could not help but grip back, "Ah Yan, if there is a next life, you mustn't leave me alone."
"This life is not yet over, yet you are already thinking of the next life," Ran Yan said.
