"Brother Lu, what are you talking about? I wouldn't dare have any ideas about your wife," Gu Gaoxu said, grabbing his cheeks as Lu Yuan's scolding snapped him back to his senses.
At Gu Gaoxu's words, Su Liyan lowered her head and hid behind Lu Yuan, her face burning hot. She could feel the tips of her ears turning red.
Lu Yuan raised a threatening fist. "You punk, you'd better not have any ideas, or I'll punch your face into a swollen mess!"
"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Brother Lu, you're being a little too cautious. I've got no problems when it comes to women," Gu Gaoxu said, earnestly patting his chest.
"Keep bragging," Lu Yuan teased. "I've heard your wife is quite the spitfire and keeps you on a tight leash."
Gu Gaoxu pouted, not rising to the bait. He draped an arm over Lu Yuan's shoulder and pulled him aside. Once they were five or six meters away from Su Liyan, he started whispering.
