Chapter 95 - Gu Ruoyun Strongly Protects His Wife (2/2)
Su Yan smiled mischievously, ”What if I haven't?”
Gu Ruoyun replied, ”Then I'll accompany My Lady for another round of shopping.”
Su Yan shook her head and said, ”Then forget it. Dear husband, why not treat me to a meal?”
Gu Ruoyun replied, ”Of course I'll listen to My Lady.”
Their conversation was filled with affection and Su Qiao could not believe it.
She pointed at Gu Ruoyun and asked, ”Who is he?”
Su Yan and Gu Ruoyun furrowed their brows at the same time.
Su Yan held Gu Ruoyun's hand and said, ”Of course he's my husband.”
Su Qiao shook her head. That's impossible. How Could Guang Pingwang be so handsome.
Su Yan only needed to think a little to know what Su Qiao was thinking. She smiled and said, ”Those rumors are just nonsense. Didn't Gu Lingyu tell you about it?”
The only thing that Su Qiao could triumph over Su Yan had just been shattered.
Looking at the two of them walking away together, she felt that she had been so laughable.
No, Gu Lingyu had taken away Guang Pingwang's military power.
Yes, they still had military power in their hands. In this aspect, she was stronger than Su Yan.
As Su Qiao thought about this, she felt the strength in her body return.
Su Yan brought Gu Ruoyun all the way to the entrance of the Drunken Deity Pavilion. One could tell from her familiarity with the place that she was a regular customer.
”Let me tell you, the drunken deity duck here is especially delicious. It's their signature dish. There's a limited supply every day. If you're late, there won't be any left.”
Su Yan introduced to Gu Ruoyun as she pulled on his hand while entering.
Su Yan was about to ask the waiter for a private room, but when the waiter saw Gu Ruoyun enter, he immediately went around Su Yan and bowed to Gu Ruoyun.
Su Yan did not understand. In the end, it was Gu Ruoyun who led Su Yan upstairs.
They went straight into the private room that was rumored to be the room for the Master of the Drunken Deity Pavilion.
After Su Yan sat down, then only did she come to a late realization, ”You own the Drunken Deity Pavilion?”