The conversation soon pivoted from Xixi's crimes and the charges her mother had already read to her. It moved to Liwu's marriage.
"I still can't believe that you are married to Shen Weifeng." She giggled. "The man may not be able to keep his zipper closed around beautiful women but he is divine. In a wicked way of course."
Liwu took the last Moo Shu pork pancake before Xifeng could snatch it. Her eyes drifted to the man her sister was calling divine and wicked, two words that did not go together.
He and his men were gathering around a stone table in the courtyard, a big distance away from where she and her sisters were. It seemed like they were going to have their dinner outside as well.
"Has he given you a rose?" Xixi asked, after careful consideration.
