Old Xu put away his phone and clicked his tongue in disapproval.

"That's not necessarily true."

"If our business partners knew that I was a good family man who was also responsible, they would definitely think that our law firm was very reliable."

"Hey, didn't you get your marriage certificate too?"

He sidled up to Yan Jili like a gossipmonger, winking and saying, "You come out to a cocktail party, and your wife doesn't even ask?"

He didn't make the marriage certificate public.

Only a few of my most trusted friends know.

Actually, they didn't know that originally.

only.

In the usually cold and aloof office of Lawyer Yan, a woman's photo has suddenly appeared in the past few days.

It was just placed there, so blatantly, on the desk.

It's hard not to notice them.

He was a bit nosy that day and asked about it.

To his surprise, Yan Jili suddenly brought up the fact that he had already registered his marriage, which startled him.

He had known Yan Jili for so long, and this was the first time he had ever seen him speak so much on his own initiative.

Seeing that Yan Jili had a sullen face and hadn't replied for a long time, Old Xu leaned over again with a cheeky grin and added insult to injury.

"Could it be that your marriage is a business arrangement, and she has no feelings for you, so she can't be bothered with you?"

Yan Jili's body suddenly stiffened.

The hand gripping the wine glass tightened instantly, and the veins bulged menacingly.

He looked at Old Xu with a cold and stern expression.

She tugged at her lips.

"Oh."

"She begged me to marry her."

"Besides, adults are all about considering their own interests. Is it really admirable for someone like you to go out of your way to fawn over a woman?"

"Oh~~~ She begged to marry you." Old Xu smiled ambiguously. "I don't care. With my own wife, what's the point of having any interests involved?"

"That's a community with a shared future, and it has to be measured by love."

He gave Yan Jili a look of exasperation. "Forget it, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you, you cold, wooden blockhead."

Yan Jili stared blankly at the wine in his glass.

With...love?

He squinted and took a sip of wine.

Old Xu's gaze suddenly fixed on a distance away, and he patted Yan Jili on the shoulder, "Hey, look at that person, doesn't she look like your wife?"

Yan Jili looked up and gazed over.

Shen Zhiyi, dressed in a black and gold fishtail dress, held up a wine glass and was laughing and talking with the other young ladies beside her.

Several young and handsome men were nearby. When they saw her, their eyes lit up and they surrounded her to chat.

A cold glint flashed in Yan Jili's eyes.

He stared intently at the few men who were getting in his way, and at the beautiful smile on Shen Zhiyi's face.

A fire suddenly ignited in my chest.

He slowly tightened his fingers.

With a snap—

The wine glass cracked.