Who would have guessed that she'd be so bold as to go out and stir up trouble on her own.
"There's nothing to it. We were at a restaurant, she couldn't have done anything to me," Ye Ranran said.
"Seems like Ranran forgot the lessons from the past few instances." Her hand was still healing, yet she'd already forgotten what she needed to do.
Could he say that she had forgotten the pain before her wound had even healed?
"Qingli is different from other women, she wouldn't behave like that." Ye Ranran sounded confident.
Jun Mochan squeezed her face: "If my lady was so prescient, your hand wouldn't be injured like this."
"Ouch." Ye Ranran swatted away his hand, "You're going to stretch out my face."
"That's okay, you're ugly and I'm blind."
Ye Ranran fumed, "Who are you calling ugly?"
Though she was not extraordinarily beautiful, she was at least a beauty, right? And she was his wife, who insults their own wife like that?