Watching Master Xiao's expression of utter enjoyment even though his wife had run off, Qin Qingnan muttered under his breath, "Moxiao, I'm telling you, if your wife ever makes a fuss about divorcing you in the future, I won't have any sympathy for you."
Zhan Moxiao turned his dark eyes coolly and looked at Qin Qingnan with a sympathetic gaze reserved for singles, "That's why I say it's pitiful being without a wife like you and Shichen. Love is all about separating and reuniting, the breaking up and making up is what makes it savory. Ah, never mind, I, a married man, shouldn't be arguing with a bachelor like you. You may go."
"Damn it!" Qin Qingnan choked out, his frustration mirroring that of Xie Shichen — gritting his teeth as he glared at Zhan Moxiao, unable to find the right words to retaliate for a long while.
Fine, he was a notch below the married folks.
