Ziyi felt a wave of bitterness in her heart.
She nodded, choking up, "Fine, if you haven't come back in three months, I'll marry someone else and let you be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"
The man silently chuckled and kissed the top of her head.
...
Pei Yuanchen pushed open the door and saw the black-clad bodyguards standing outside. His expression was very calm.
"Sir, Madam asked me to inform you to remember to leave in an hour," the bodyguard said respectfully.
Pei Yuanchen replied coldly, "Hmm." "Go back to Madam, I will return on time."
The bodyguards were silent for a moment, then dispersed without a word.
Pei Yuanchen then turned around, smiling slightly as he lifted his chin, "Come on, Ayuan must have arrived by now."
Ziyi bit her lip, her expression downcast, "I am your real wife."
The man's hand suddenly tightened, then slowly relaxed.
"Well, it's certainly not her," he chuckled softly, taking her along as they left.
