Wei Shiran had already quickly changed his clothes and come out, casually grabbing his wet hair as he said with a sarcastic tone to Song Yan, "Oh, you especially came to butter up my Chenxiao for Qin Wang's sake?"
Song Yan pursed her lips and didn't speak.
Wei Shiran punched Gu Chenxiao's shoulder and said, "Chenxiao, can't you be more of a man like me, not going soft every time a woman acts coquettishly or speaks sweetly? If it were me, I wouldn't care if it was really true or not, any sign of infidelity would have to be nipped in the bud. And another thing, you can't spoil women. Look at Miss Song here, she clearly doesn't take you seriously at all, openly challenging you, and you don't even get angry?"
This blatant pouring of oil on the fire and sowing of discord, he really had a talent for stirring up trouble.
Yet the usually sharp-tongued Song Yan was unusually silent this time.
