"I..." Ye Shaoxuan was at a loss for words.
Unable to give a specific reason, he instead plopped down beside the bed and said with a hint of stubbornness, "In any case, I haven't done anything behind your back that I should be sorry for. We're talking about your matter now.
"Why did you hide a man in your room in the middle of the night? Don't you think that's going too far? Have you ever thought about me? What do you take me, Ye Shaoxuan, for?"
The more Ye Shaoxuan spoke, the angrier he became, and the more aggrieved he felt.
He always felt that this woman had never taken him seriously from beginning to end.
Thinking about how she had disliked him from head to toe ever since their second meeting, as if there wasn't a single thing about him she was satisfied with, made him feel even more stifled.
Pouting, he stared at her resentfully without saying anything else, looking like a child who had suffered a tremendous injustice.
Seeing this, Su Qiao could no longer bring herself to be angry.
"What else could he be? Of course he's my man, Su Qiao's man—and my only one."
Ye Shaoxuan's eyes lit up, and even the tips of his ears began to burn. For once, he looked a little embarrassed. "Ahem, really... truly your only one?"
Su Qiao pushed him unhappily. "What do you mean? Could it be that you want me to have one wife and multiple husbands, and find a few more?"
"I don't have a problem with that. I'm just afraid you..."
Ye Shaoxuan quickly covered her mouth. "Don't."
"Having me is enough for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something and widened his eyes. "Wait, what did you say your