Qin Ye quickened his pace when he saw that figure.
"Wife."
Ming Liping: ...
Xu Ke: ...
She felt faint.
Was her luck particularly bad today?
She wanted to leave, but since Ming Liping wasn't leaving, it wouldn't be right for her to just walk away.
Rong Yan glanced at Qin Ye, then noticed the two women.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, her smile not reaching her eyes.
Good, her luck wasn't bad; she caught them in one go, making her trip out worthwhile.
"Wife, why are you here?" Qin Ye had walked up to Rong Yan.
"Hmm, just catching a dog," Rong Yan said.
Her voice was neither too light nor too heavy, but it was loud enough for the two nearby women to hear.
The two women's faces darkened.
Catching a dog?
Was she calling them dogs?
It wasn't that they were trying to impose that relationship on themselves, but the woman's gaze was fixed on them, making it impossible for them not to misunderstand.
