Grand Wedding 7

Hearing Morgana say that, Ximen Lang's gossip instincts immediately kicked in.

"What do you mean, nothing else? I'm just curious. When you two do that, what does it actually... feel like?"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was actually being so shameless that he had openly started discussing this with his sister-in-law...

Morgana said irritably,

"What are you prying into that for? Huh?! Is this something you can discuss with your sister-in-law? If you really want to know, go have your wife try it herself!"

"Or, if that really won't do, send all your wives over! I guarantee I'll arrange everything for them! I'll make sure you understand it all!"

Seeing that Morgana had already set her sights on his wives...

Ximen Lang had been worrying that if his wife Leng awakened some unbelievable preference, he wouldn't be able to compete with her in his enormous harem.

Thus, when Morgana brought this up, regardless of whether she was serious or not, Ximen Lang hurriedly stopped her.

"Forget it, forget it. I'm not asking anymore. I'm not interested in Qiang Wei, so don't be interested in my wives either. Let's each mind our own business. Neither of us will covet the other's people!"

Seeing that Ximen Lang was actually so agreeable, even somewhat frightened and guarding against her like she was a thief, Morgana raised her eyebrows.

"What's wrong? Is there a story here? If there is, tell me. Maybe I can even help you think it through."

Hearing this, Ximen Lang looked thoroughly exasperated.

"If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll make a move on Qiang Wei! You know what I'm capable of. Taking down Qiang Wei would be as easy as eating or drinking, so think carefully!"

Ximen Lang's threat involving Qiang Wei never failed. He had immediately seized Morgana's weak spot.