Yu Ling glared at him fiercely and walked back, "Scoundrel!"
"Yu Ling, we have to attend Mufeng's wedding."
"I won't go!"
"That's not acceptable!" Nan Tian grabbed Yu Ling's hand, "Do you expect me to go on stage alone?"
Yu Ling sneered, "Ha, you wish. It's me who'll be going on stage alone."
"!!!"
Nan Tian was furious, his grasp on Yu Ling's hand tightening, "What about me?"
"We're divorced, there's no reason for us to go on stage together," said Yu Ling.
"We could get remarried," Nan Tian softened his tone, humbly suggesting, "It's Tuesday today; the civil affairs office is open. Let's go together; it'll just take a few minutes."
Yu Ling couldn't stand it anymore, forcefully shaking off Nan Tian's hand, "Who said I want to remarry you?"
Nan Tian wouldn't let her get away easily, and so they started to tussle on the grass.
"Are they fighting?" Jian Xi was quite worried.
Old Master Nan was extremely calm, "No, Nan Tian never hits women."
"Oh!"
