Xia Wanyun nodded and went into the inner room.
Only then did Song Yaoyao speak:
"Let that man named Zuo something come in."
"Yes."
Zuo Yanfeng felt that for such a young girl as Song Yaoyao to command so many people, she had to be someone extraordinary, even if he did not know her identity.
After entering, Zuo Yanfeng bowed to Song Yaoyao and said:
"My lady, I am Zuo Yanfeng, the legitimate son of the Deputy Minister of War. I have come to take my wife, Xia Wanyun, home. Please grant me this favor!"
Before Song Yaoyao could speak, Guagua's voice rang out:
[Host, everything Xia Wanyun said was true. The man before you is her husband, that beast in gentleman's clothing.
This bastard is no decent bird!
Host, take him down!]
Song Yaoyao: [Since it's all true, I certainly won't let this damned scumbag off!]
Song Yaoyao trusted Guagua's words completely. This Zuo Yanfeng was practically a fighter jet among scumbags.
Seeing that Song Yaoyao remained silent, Zuo Yanfeng looked up and found her staring at him with hostility. His heart lurched, and he hurriedly said:
"My lady, my wife, Xia Wanyun, has gone mad. Please don't listen to her nonsense!"
"Oh? Feeling guilty, are you? What are you worried about?"
Zuo Yanfeng had not expected the girl before him to spare him no dignity and ask him that so bluntly.
After his initial nervousness, he remembered that she was merely a little girl. What did he have to be nervous about? He immediately regained his composure:
"My lady, I'm not nervous!"
"Such composure. To stay so calm at a time like this-you're quite something!
"But the moment you came in, you slapped the label of lunatic on your own wife. Are you afraid she might reveal something?"