She tapped the toothbrush twice against the bathroom sink, her expression stern.
"Don't try to change the subject, what's your relationship with her?"
"There really isn't one."
Seeing she still didn't believe him, Lu Hualiang felt somewhat helpless, "Wife, she has been to Lu Garden a few times, but I truly have no relationship with her."
"She wouldn't come to our house as a guest if there was nothing between you," Xia Weibao pursed her lips, feeling somewhat uneasy, "Is she your ex-fiancée?"
Yan Yuexian once mentioned that Lu Hualiang had a fiancée.
Could it be Yan Weiyang?
This was a woman's intuition, commonly known as the sixth sense.
Lu Hualiang, slightly annoyed, said, "I've told you my only fiancée is you, why bring someone else into this?"
As he spoke, he wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace, "Wife, don't you trust me?"
Xia Weibao did not speak, but her obsidian-like eyes clearly declared, this empress doesn't trust you.
Lu Hualiang, "..."
