“That girl wearing a veil is… is… Yuanba’s elder sister… Your wife?” Others did not hear what Yuanba had said, but the Cang Yue sitting next to them heard it clearly. She stared at Xia Qingyue with a somewhat blank look on her face… When seeing the wife of her lover, her voice and expression all revealed an indescribably complex emotion.
Regardless of whether or not they had real feelings for each other, regardless of whether or not they were truly husband and wife… She was still his wife… They were officially married, paid respects to heaven and earth, paid respects to their elders, with heaven and earth as witness…