"What...are you doing?" Xia Xiaonuan looked at him awkwardly, trying to break free, but he seemed to anticipate her move, tightening his grip even more, clasping her hand firmly.
"Wife, I'm here to take you home!" He said it very naturally, as if it was the most ordinary thing in the world.
Yet, the onlookers' jaws almost dropped.
It was a misunderstanding, all of this was a misunderstanding.
The Crown Prince actually loved his wife so much!
The way he looked at her was with an unprecedented intensity.
Standing not far away, Yang Zi'er's face turned purple with anger.
She could only endure the pain, watching Nangong Yaoling and Xia Xiaonuan walking hand in hand in front of her.
Turns out, a lover is just a tool for entertainment.
When he needs her, he could hold her in the palm of his hand. When he doesn't, he kicks her aside!
Yang Zi'er, filled with shame and anger, turned and ran off, ignoring the gazes of the crowd.
