“Yes.” Yun Che did not ignore Cang Yue’s murmur. He went straight to the point, and replied. “She is Yuanba’s sister, and is also my wife, who married me eighteen months ago. She’s seventeen this year… and her birthdate, is only nine days later than mine.”
But, he was using “Xiao Che’s” birthdate as a reference, and not Yun Che’s birthdate. He was basically unsure of when his birthdate was.
Cang Yue’s lips slightly moved, and then, she softly asked. “Does she… Do you… really not have any feelings for each other?”