Xu Ruolan gave a bitter smile, "Meiniang, why don't you turn around and take a look first. After all, you haven't met my husband, maybe you've got it wrong."
"Impossible. I can never forget the scent of my husband."
"Scent?"
The Xu sisters, who were having a headache, looked at Ning Fan suspiciously, with a heavy scrutiny in their eyes.
Especially Xu Xiaoqing mouthing something that clearly meant "beast."
"What nonsense are you thinking."
Ning Fan rubbed Xu Xiaoqing's head and quickly said, "Young lady, please don't speak recklessly. We've never even met."
"Husband, have you forgotten me?"
Du Juan's blood-stained monkey wailed mournfully as Meiniang's words were filled with such sorrow that it made one weep and the observer's heart ache.
Even Xu Xiaoqing, who always had a prejudice against Meiniang, turned a suspicious gaze towards Ning Fan, as if looking at a heartless man who had abandoned his wife and child.
"Husband, I've waited so bitterly for you."
