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.
He felt a bit of a headache. It was just a chance encounter with someone he knew while going to give out an award; he didn’t understand why she was making a fuss over it.
Still, he was quite pleased with her meticulousness.
At least it indicated that she also cared about him.
This was a good sign, with a beginning, he could slowly make his way into her heart and even replace the man there.
"I had only one fiancée before, and that’s you.
Now, I have only one wife, and that’s you."
"When did I ever know we were engaged?"
"That you’ll have to ask my mother, she’s the one who arranged the marriage."
Xia Weibao frowned slightly. Zhong Wanshu had indeed mentioned the arranged engagement to her, but she had not elaborated.
It seemed she would need to find an opportunity to ask.
"Why would Yan Weiyang come to our house as a guest? Are you close with her?"
"Not close," Lu Hualiang weighed his words carefully, "I know her mother, and she brought her to Lu Garden twice.
She and Shanshan are friends, and back when Shanshan also lived in Lu Garden, Yan Weiyang came to see Shanshan a few times, but Shanshan rarely returned, so they never met."
Xia Weibao’s brows furrowed, only to let out a cold laugh afterward.
Clearly knowing that Lu Huashan wasn’t there yet still coming over, she was obviously here for Lu Hualiang!
She eyed the man in front of her with displeasure.
She didn’t believe he couldn’t see Yan Weiyang’s true intentions!
Knowing what she was thinking, Lu Hualiang felt somewhat helpless.
"Wife, every time she came, she said she was looking for Shanshan. I couldn’t just send her away, could I?
And since both families know each other, even if it’s just for politeness, I can’t be too harsh."
He of course knew Yan Weiyang came for him, but since she never made it explicit, what could he say?
"Besides, it’s her business if she comes, I didn’t entertain her."
"She likes you," Xia Weibao said in a low voice.
Lu Hualiang chuckled lightly, "Jealous?"
"So what if I’m jealous? I can’t be jealous if someone is coveting my husband?"
Lu Hualiang didn’t expect her to admit it so directly; he had thought she would be shy about it.
Suddenly at a loss for words, he wasn’t sure how to continue the conversation.
"Yes, yes, yes, it’s right for the lady to be jealous, but you can’t blame me for that. How many women in Huaxia don’t like me? Am I supposed to deal with every Jane Doe that takes an interest in me?"
Xia Weibao was amused by his analogy.
To think he compared the International Film Queen Yan Weiyang to just any Jane Doe.
It seemed that in his eyes, Yan Weiyang was no different from any other woman.
She wasn’t even worth him making a move to deal with her.
Xia Weibao’s mood suddenly became much lighter.
Seeing she finally let go of the issue, Lu Hualiang breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he enjoyed seeing his little wife jealous over him, he didn’t want those women to affect her mood.