Jian Shuya's emotions were extraordinarily agitated, her words tinged with an uncontrollable tremor.
She said, "Dai Feng, do you even have a conscience? When I married you, I was only looking for your kindness towards me. What is your attitude towards me now? You suspect me?"
Lu Lingxiao heard this and stopped in his tracks.
He stood still, not moving forward anymore.
Following that, his uncle's voice also rose.
It was obvious that his uncle's voice had been deliberately lowered.
Dai Feng said, "You know exactly what you've done. Do you still blame me for having suspicions? Jian Shuya, let me tell you again, this is not the place for quarrels. If you want to argue, wait until I come back tonight..."
Jian Shuya seemed too angered to care about that, pressing on, "What? Are you afraid people will hear? I'm not afraid. What are you scared of?"
Jian Shuya's tone was incredibly sharp, as if she were deliberately provoking Dai Feng.
As expected, Dai Feng fell silent.
