C217 Competitors

In an instant, Yang Zhexu's gaze changed, and his deep eyes were filled with coldness as if they had been immersed in ice for ten thousand years.

After a long while, he opened his mouth and said coldly, "Or someone who doesn't matter. You can't just catch someone and say that I have a husband, right?"

Then, he whispered into Jian Mo's ear in a voice that only the two of them could hear