"Do you still remember," Mo Wang suddenly said again, "when we first met?"
March 7th froze for a moment, then glared at him angrily. "How could I not? Back then, those Antimatter Legion guys had all charged into the space station, and everyone was hiding. You were the only one just standing there like an idiot!"
The more she talked, the more worked up she got. "If I hadn't grabbed you and run, who knows how long you would've kept standing there like a block of wood!"
Hearing that, Mo Wang couldn't help retorting, "That was my first time seeing a pink-haired pretty girl who could grab someone and sprint several kilometers—and still get lost!"
March 7th's momentum instantly weakened.
She scratched her head and muttered quietly, "Th-that was because we were running in such a hurry..."
Mo Wang looked at her like that, laughter rippling through his eyes.
"But," his voice suddenly softened, "I suppose you were also the first pretty girl I saw after coming to this world."
March 7th's heart skipped a beat.
"If not for you," Mo Wang continued, "I might've already been snatched away by someone else by now."
He reached out and pinched March 7th's cheek.
"Ah, now that I think about it, you're basically the principal wife of our Mo Family."
March 7th's face flushed red with a "whoosh" all over again.
"Wh-what even is the principal wife of the Mo Family?!" she mumbled, a little panic in her voice. "You obviously, obviously still have other people..."
Before she could finish, she couldn't go on.
Because Changye Yue had already turned into a complete mess inside her heart—
[Principal wife?! He said principal wife?!]
[Th-th-th-then am I the second wife?! No, wait, I don't even count as a second wife, right? I'm just