Zhu Xiaoxiao remained very calm, as though she was used to it. She knew her husband's nature better than anyone.
Xu Jing, however, found it somewhat hard to adjust. It made her feel like a third party intruding upon someone else's family, like a mistress.
Especially when she saw Zhu Xiaoxiao's swollen belly, she felt inexplicably guilty.
Seeing this, Zhu Xiaoxiao gave a sweet smile, got up, and sat before Xu Jing, beginning to recount Zhang Xuan's romantic escapades.
Xu Jing was utterly astonished, then shot Zhang Xuan an angry glare.
Zhang Xuan rose awkwardly with a laugh. "Ahem, well, are you hungry? I'll go make something to eat."
With that, he hurried toward the kitchen.
Before long, lively laughter and chatter rang out from the living room.
Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xu Jing joked and teased each other like longtime best friends, getting along exceptionally well.
Hearing their laughter, Zhang Xuan let out a breath and smiled in relief. It still had to be my wife. She's truly a virtuous helper.
I wonder about my other wives...
An hour later, a lavish lunch was laid out. Zhu Xiaoxiao and Xu Jing came to the table hand in hand like best friends.
Zhang Xuan wanted to sit between them, but they both glared at him, leaving him no choice but to sit across from them.
For the rest of the time, the two women were inseparable. Zhang Xuan was ignored as though he had been abandoned and barely got a word in.
After lunch, he glanced at the two women chatting and fooling around, then left the villa without even saying goodbye.
"Won't he... get angry because of how we're acting?" After Zhang Xuan left, Xu Jing frowned and glanced toward the door.
Zhu Xiaoxiao smiled. "Don't worry. My husband has