Chen Xinyue took a careful look, sipped her coffee, and said casually, "They're my friends. Do you know Miss Annie?"
Annie pondered for a moment, pointed at Zhang Jingxuan in the photo, and said seriously, "This is my husband, and that's why I'm here to see you, Mary. I want to know what their relationship is! I have the right to know!"
Chen Xinyue's expression tightened, disbelief on her face as she covered her mouth, looked at the photo, then at Annie, "Could you be mistaken? How could he possibly be your husband? He's..."
Halfway through her sentence, Chen Xinyue immediately fell silent, her expression growing heavier, "Annie, I understand your feelings, but we should all stay calm. If it's a misunderstanding, wouldn't it harm your marriage? I can't say much now because I don't know about things between you two. If you really want to know, I suggest you ask him directly.
