บท 1773: A Drunk Mind Speaks a Sober Heart (Part Eighteen)

Xuxu sensed that they might clash once more, so she hurriedly passed a glass to Yan Rusheng. "Keep quiet."

Yan Rusheng opened his mouth and took a sip. He grinned at Xuxu and said, "My wife is the best."

The smile and tone hinted at how smug he was.

Zhou Shuang couldn't take it lying down and she cast him a disdainful look. "Yan Rusheng, can you stop being so obvious?"

She picked up the spoon and banged it against her bowl to make her point.

The sound of the porcelain bowl against the spoon was pleasant. But she exerted more strength, and it became an unwanted noise.

Yan Rusheng frowned and snarled, "Female hooligan, can you behave properly in public?"

"Stop arguing the moment you see each other!" Xuxu hastily interjected to prevent them from snapping each other's heads off. She raised her voice at both of them and glanced at Yan Rusheng. "You're a man. Why must you be so petty? You're really calculating towards a woman."