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Even the ever-composed Mr. Yi could feel her murderous little glare directed squarely at him...
He really wanted to add something.
'Su Xiaonuo'er, the man standing across from you is your husband, not your father's murderer...'
"Hubby..."
Unexpectedly, the young woman's lips curved into a wicked smile, and she held out a slender hand—
"Lower your head."
A thrill shot through Yi Chi, and he leaned down with a hint of anticipation...
"THUMP—!"
"Oof."
A muffled grunt escaped his lips, followed by a low chuckle.
"...Are you trying to murder your own husband?"
"Tch... Who says you're my husband?" Su Nuo pouted, yanking her hand out of his grasp.
Mr. Yi replied, "The kind that's legally registered."
Su Nuo was speechless.
...
After some back-and-forth, she finally managed to save the candid photo she'd taken of him.
However, that guy took a picture of her in exchange.
'So childish!'
