บท 112: Gossip

Pei Qian's words were filled with mockery and smugness. He ignored Lu Ze's dark expression as he spoke in a breezy tone.

"Huh? Don't doubt me. From what I know, many people in your refugee camp have designs on her!

There are even many people who hope that one day, you will encounter a ferocious beast or an accident and never come back. Then, they will be able to take advantage of the situation and take over your position. Your wife will belong to someone else."

"Mr. Pei… are you among these people?" After Lu Ze listened to Pei Qian mutter for a long time, he finally looked up slowly. His words made Pei Qian stop talking.

"Of course… not." Pei Qian paused and seemed to have thought of something. Although he still had a teasing smile on his face, there was already anger in his eyes.

Lu Ze thought that Pei Qian would flare up, but for some reason, the anger in his eyes only flashed past before he regained calmness.