Chapter 27 (2/2)

Yun Liu’s face first paled and then turned red as Shi Nian unceremoniously poured cold water on her. She stared at him, but Shi Nian didn’t even look at her and only focused on talking to Mr. Mo.

Mr. Mo pointed at Shi Nian and laughingly remarked, “Are you turning this back on me, you little rascal?”

Shi Nian retorted, “That’s not fair, old man. You should tell your staff to at least verify with me. Don’t grant me favors for no reason, because I don’t appreciate it. I suggest you fire anyone who does things so carelessly.”

Shi Nian didn’t give others a way out like Mr. Mo had hoped. He looked at Shi Nian resignedly and sighed, “Kid, this is why you’re single!”

Shi Nian deliberately raised his left hand and covered his mouth with a fist. He coughed lightly and said, “I’ll have you know, I’m not single—I’m a married man!”

As he spoke, everyone saw the platinum ring on his left ring finger.

A cry of surprise came from the crowd, and Yun Liu’s figure swayed slightly.

Mr. Mo was first shocked and then laughed. “Way to go, brat! You certainly work fast! Where’s your wife? Why didn’t you bring her along to meet me?”

Shi Nian’s gaze swept across Yun Nan’s face, and there was a faint smile on his lips. He answered, “My wife said she can’t make our marriage public yet because she’s afraid it will affect her career. We’ll visit you when she agrees to go public.”

Mr. Mo was amused. “I didn’t think you would be a henpecked husband,” he teased.

Shi Nian shrugged. “It’s hereditary, you know.”

Mr. Mo laughed heartily. “Alright, fine! I get it! Dear me, I never thought I’d see the day! Your grandfather must be overjoyed! Tsk! This girl must be outstanding to be able to take down a beast like you!”

Fang Xi looked at Shi Nian, who was the picture of a docile junior before Mr. Mo, and exchanged glances with Yun Nan. ‘

He was indeed not a simple man!

The doorman hurried over and whispered to Mr. Mo’s assistant, who then looked towards them.

“What is it?” Mr. Mo knitted his brows and loudly inquired.

The assistant walked over and bowed. “Sir, we found a few fake invitations today. The others were rejected at the door, but the doorman slipped up, and this one made it in.” He held up an invitation card and queried, “Miss Yun Liu, is this yours?”