Song Yuli: "..."

Seeing Song Yuli's speechless expression, Nangong Yu buried his head in Song Yuli's neck, his hot breath spraying onto Song Yuli's skin, causing Song Yuli to tremble slightly.

"Nangong Yu, get up."

Song Yuli's cheeks flushed bright red.

Nangong Yu: "No, I won't get up until you explain clearly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Yu stuck out his tongue and gently licked Song Yuli's skin.

Song Yuli: "..."

Her body trembled even more violently. Song Yuli wanted to escape, but she was held tightly in Nangong Yu's arms and had no way to escape.

"Wife."

Nangong Yu suddenly spoke, his voice tinged with a hint of grievance: "Don't be angry, don't ignore me."

Song Yuli: "..."

That damn masculine charm!

She wasn't afraid of Nangong Yu getting angry; she was afraid of him acting cute.

With a helpless sigh, Song Yuli honestly said, "I ran into two women at the mall today."

Nangong Yu nestled against Song Yuli's neck without speaking, but his warm breath sent shivers down Song Yuli's spine.

“There is a woman who claims to be the mother of your childhood sweetheart, Jiang Yishuang.”

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu straightened up and looked at Song Yuli very seriously: "I don't have a childhood sweetheart, I only have you."

Seeing Nangong Yu's eagerness to express his opinion, Song Yuli couldn't help but feel a surge of joy inside, but she didn't show it on her face.

"Oh."

Song Yuli sneered: "You don't have a childhood sweetheart? That's not what people say. They say you and Jiang Yishuang grew up together, childhood sweethearts, inseparable, and have a very good relationship."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu finally understood why Song Yuli was angry with him. So, he smiled slightly and looked at Song Yuli with bright eyes.

"Honey, you're jealous."

Song Yuli: "..."

"Who's jealous? I didn't eat any dumplings, why would I be jealous? Don't talk nonsense."

Looking at Song Yuli's pink ear tips, Nangong Yu chuckled softly, feeling quite pleased.

Hearing the chuckle, Song Yuli glared at Nangong Yu unhappily, then, in a fit of desperation, spoke up.

"Yes, I'm jealous. So what, Nangong Yu? Do you know? Ever since you brought me to the capital, I've heard it countless times: you're marrying me. What about Jiang Yishuang?"

"I'm telling you, Nangong Yu, you have to explain your relationship with Jiang Yishuang to me properly today, or we'll get a divorce, and I'll take the child back to City B alone!"

Seeing that Song Yuli even mentioned divorce, it's clear he was extremely angry.

While feeling helpless, Nangong Yu also secretly held a grudge against the He Wenfang and He Qingran sisters.

Nangong Yu carried Song Yuli into the living room in a princess carry, then placed her on his lap and held her close to his chest. In a low voice, he explained the relationship between him and Jiang Yishuang.

“Jiang Yishuang and I did grow up together, but when Jiang Yishuang was seven years old, she was sent abroad and didn’t return until she was seventeen.”

After she came back, she transferred to the same school as me. At school, she was always bothering me, often creating the illusion that we were dating. I was initially going to clarify things, but gradually, I noticed fewer and fewer girls were bothering me, so I stopped saying anything and used Jiang Yishuang to peacefully get through my final year of high school.