"Damn Xiao Feng, what nonsense are you spouting? Who's your little wife?! Did you get my permission before shouting it around?! Are you looking for a beating?! ..."
Upon hearing Ye Qifeng's words, Qian Renxue's smile instantly froze. Black lines suddenly filled her forehead as a furious little person screamed wildly in her heart.
"Fine, so your courage has grown along with you, has it? Calling me Xiao Xue'er before was one thing—I let it slide because you were young and didn't know better. But now you're pushing your luck, actually daring to call me your little wife?! You're infuriating..."
Qian Renxue gritted her teeth inwardly.
The hand behind her back clenched tightly into a fist, kneading and rubbing until it finally balled up hard.
If she had not been wearing smooth, supple Silk Gloves, they might have made a rubbing sound.
Ye Qifeng's sudden form of address had startled and angered her, leaving her both embarrassed and annoyed.
Of course, annoyance outweighed embarrassment.
Though she also felt a faint, inexplicable flicker of happiness in her heart, it was not very obvious.
"Huh? What's wrong, Your Highness? You don't look too well."
Ye Qifeng slowly walked over. Seemingly only now noticing Qian Renxue's expression, he asked with concern.
Qian Renxue stared blankly with a dark expression and ignored him.
"Does Your Highness know where my wife, Qian Renxue, is?"
Ignoring her expression, Ye Qifeng asked again with utter sincerity, looking as though he had truly come in a hurry to find his own wife.
Completely unaware that he was wildly testing the boundaries of death.
Sure enough, Qian Renxue's face darkened further at Ye Qifeng's words.
Black lines stretched across her forehead like a shadow had settled over it.
"Phew~~ Don't get angry, don't get angry... My current identity is