In the VIP seats not far away, Yun Yi, who was sitting at the table with An Ziqi and Jiayin, couldn't help but shiver.
"What's wrong? Are you developing early-onset Alzheimer's or Parkinson's?" Jiayin mercilessly remarked.
Yun Yi waved a finger in front of them, "No, I seemed to hear someone say behind my back that I'm handsome."
"Do you have any shame left?"
An Ziqi laughed and threw a kick at him.
"Hey, Xiao Moli, are you not going to rein in your wife? Is this chaos without bounds?" Yun Yi quickly dodged to the side, complaining to Xiao Moli.
Xiao Moli naturally wouldn't side with him and raised an eyebrow, "I'm going to spoil her to the heavens, got a problem with that?"
"Yes." Yun Yi slapped the table.
"Keep your complaint to yourself."
Xiao Moli said directly.
Poof, Yun Yi was at a loss for words and almost spat blood.
An Ziqi, with a bright smile, picked up a piece of tender, boneless fish belly and brought it to Xiao Moli's lips, "You're the best, hubby, mwah."
