Xiao Wu's honeyed words made Qian Renxue's temples twitch. Ye Xuan saw this and hurriedly grabbed Xiao Wu by the arm, pulling her behind him as he met Qian Renxue's murderous glare.
"Ahem, you know Xiao Wu lost her mother when she was little, so she's very sensitive when it comes to relationships..."
At that moment, Qian Renxue truly wanted to throw the pair of shameless man and woman straight out the door.
In the end, though, she merely shot Ye Xuan and Xiao Wu a cold look before slamming the door behind her as she left.
Seeing this, Xiao Wu was about to add another cutting remark, but Ye Xuan hurriedly stopped her, afraid she would say something even more outrageous.
He was indeed chipping away at Qian Renxue's limits, little by little, but that didn't mean he was foolish enough to actually cross her line.
Watching Qian Renxue's figure disappear, he finally let out a breath of relief.
Even after she had left, Xiao Wu's eyes still held a hint of disdain.
"Honestly, she clearly doesn't like you, yet she's selfish enough to keep you locked by her side. You're already married, but she won't even let you into her bed."
Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Ye Xuan looked a little awkward.
"Enough. She and I are only married in name, and we're both using fake identities. We're just putting on an act for the people outside."
"Hmph, I just hate seeing you suffer, Xuanxuan. You have to hold everything in under her watchful eye. The Little Holy King's Soul Bone is far too domineering. If you keep suppressing it, it won't just harm your body—even your talent will suffer."
As she spoke, Xiao Wu looked at Ye Xuan with a trace of heartache.
"My knowledge, strength, talent, and