For a small moment, Weijun thought it was all a joke until he looked into Liwu's eyes. They were crystal clear, not a single trace of humor.
He was taken aback.
His wife was truly ruthless, and her words confirmed what he suspected. Her bad luck could pick and choose its moments. So, could she control it naturally or was she a system host? If she was one, why hadn't the Bureau declared it?
"Sixteen....seventeen, eighteen." Majesty counted down loudly for everyone to hear, as if they were blind to the ticking of the clock.
Manman did not show a single effort to leave. She kept looking at Weijun, waiting for him to come to her rescue.
At that moment, the bunny returned, its owner trailing behind, with her two bodyguards and one personal maid. "What is going on here?" Yuening asked, as stern as she could, with her small voice.
Liwu beat everyone to the punch. "I am throwing out the shared wife of your nephews."
Three men winced.
