There was no anger, no coldness.
She simply walked in slowly, gently placed the teacup in her hand on the table beside her, and then looked at Zhang Shaozhong. In her icy blue eyes, there was an indescribable calmness, and a trace of... barely perceptible grievance.
She spoke softly, her voice still clear and crisp, yet it seemed to carry a tremendous weight:
"My lord, since you already call her 'wife,' then what should I do?"
Zhang Shaozhong: "!!!"
Looking at Ling Qingxue's calm yet turbulent eyes, and then at Ye Meier in his arms, who was smugly challenging Ling Qingxue with her eyes, he felt as if he had been placed on a higher and more dangerous tightrope!
It’s over!
This is completely over!
Calling someone "wife" is tantamount to acknowledging Ye Meier's status, which is ironic given Ling Qingxue's position...
He looked at Ling Qingxue's profile, which, though aloof, carried a hint of expectation and nervousness, and felt the threatening gaze of Ye Meier in his arms that seemed to say, "Try not to call me that."
Zhang Shaozhong felt like he was suffocating!
He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and decided that he was as good as dead pig!
In a voice slightly louder than before, he made another mosquito-like hum towards Ling Qingxue:
"Mother...my wife..."
After saying those two words, he felt all his strength drain away, his face was so hot it could fry an egg, and he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into!
Upon hearing this address, Ling Qingxue's body trembled almost imperceptibly.
Two incredibly beautiful blushes instantly appeared on her cool and aloof face, spreading all the way to her ears and even tinging her fair neck with pink.
She quickly lowered her head, her long eyelashes trembling violently like butterfly wings, as if she dared not look at Zhang Shaozhong again.
But Zhang Shaozhong keenly sensed through the contract that her originally somewhat cold and disordered aura seemed to have instantly become much more peaceful and docile.
Even...with a very faint...sound of joy?
Meanwhile, Ye Meier, who was in his arms, heard Zhang Shaozhong also call Ling Qingxue "wife". Although she pouted a little unhappily, she didn't seem to object as fiercely as before.
Instead, he gave Ling Qingxue a look that said, "You're smart to know what's good for you," and then hugged Zhang Shaozhong even tighter, as if to declare, "Anyway, I was the first one to call out!"
Looking at Ling Qingxue on the left, who was shy but had a gentle breath, and then at Ye Meier on the right, who was still tightly hugging him despite her displeasure, Zhang Shaozhong felt a strange... slight relaxation in his tense heart.
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