Sirin and Bella

Sirin and Bella

"Mhm." Seeing Xu Xiaoyan seriously analyzing the matter for him, Nan Fusheng could not very well reject her goodwill. He said with a sincere expression, "Thank you, Xiaoyan. It's wonderful to have you."

"Hmph, as long as you know." Xu Xiaoyan immediately raised her head, her slender neck tilting slightly like a proud little swan. There was both smugness and concern for Nan Fusheng in her expression as she solemnly said:

"In any case, you'd better not let Fors know about this. Once we find the right opportunity later, I'll help you test her attitude. After all, some matters need to be handled carefully, so we don't stir up unnecessary trouble."

"Mhm, mhm." Nan Fusheng nodded repeatedly, a gentle smile on his face. Half-jokingly yet half-seriously, he said, "As expected of Xiaoyan. You've become more and more thorough in your considerations. You're getting more and more of the bearing of a proper mistress of the house."

Xu Xiaoyan gave a soft huff, the corner of her lips curling up to reveal a playful little canine tooth. As though making a show of strength, she said, "Although I've forgiven you this time, don't think I'll just let you do whatever you want so easily."

"You can sleep with other women, and I can turn a blind eye for the time being. But you must remember this: Fors and I will always be the principal wives. And absolutely do not fool around with those questionable women."

"Yes, yes." Nan Fusheng readily agreed, his attitude extremely obedient.

At this moment, Xu Xiaoyan suddenly recalled what Nan Fusheng had mentioned before and asked, "Right, how many guests will be coming to our home? Do you have any photos of them, so I can get a general idea first?"

Nan Fusheng shook