Ruan Shixin gasped for breath. “Can you stop following me?”
“No. You’re my wife. How could I let you move out!” Fan Moxi said, putting on a fawning smile as he took Ruan Shixin’s hand.
“Mr. Fan, I’m just a nobody. How did I become your wife?” The man blinked, thinking, How could I possibly tell you?
Watching Mr. Fan’s eyebrows twitch from time to time, Ruan Shixin realized she might have been tricked without even noticing.
Fan had spent his whole life falling into Ruan Shixin’s hands.
