Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Mo Yesi actually just glanced.
But the moment he read it, his expression changed.
He stiffened.
And made himself read the last line again: [Didn’t you say that Prince Charming didn’t last long? Maybe this will help that.]
Mo Yesi had a surge of emotions.
So, she really did despise him for that.
She even went to her best friend to talk about it.
This was not something Mo Yesi could tolerate.
If he hadn’t seen this by accident, he wouldn’t even have known about it.
Thinking of how she and Jiang Luoli were close as sisters, Mo Yesi started worrying about how Jiang Luoli might privately persuade Qiao Mianmian to divorce him since her husband wasn’t able to fulfill her needs.
After all, Qiao Mianmian was still young.
She was under 20, and the thought of living with a husband who wasn’t good at it for the rest of their lives was tough.
If he was Jiang Luoli, he wouldn’t want his good friend to be with himself too.
Upon thinking of that, Mo Yesi’s expression darkened even further. He hesitated for a while before picking up the cell phone.
This was the first time he did something so immoral as to peep at someone’s cell phone contents.
Well, this was his wife.
But it was still wrong to go through her chat history without her permission.
Then again, he couldn’t care less now.
This concerned his dignity, who cared about morals?
Compared to morals, his wife was more important.
Mo Yesi opened her chat message with Jiang Luoli.
Perhaps it was because she hadn’t replied immediately, but Jiang Luoli sent another message: [But don’t you tell Prince Charming about its use. If he knows about it, it’ll hurt his dignity so badly. Men are very fragile and sensitive about it.]
Mo Yesi tightened his grip on the cell phone and sneered.
But Jiang Luoli couldn’t see it.
He suddenly felt that he’d been too merciful towards Qiao Mianmian.
He should’ve got more out of her.
He should have shown her just how good he was at it.
Now, even her best friend knew that he was “not good” at it.
She even thought of giving her some herbs to brew for him.
This was utter humiliation to a prideful man like Mo Yesi.
He took a deep breath and replied to Jiang Luoli’s message in Qiao Mianmian’s instead.
Mianmian: [What happened this morning was an accident, my hubby is actually really good at it. He made me exercise a few times, and each time was more than an hour. Thanks for your thought, but he won’t need this supplement whatsoever.]
Jiang Luoli: [???!!! Are you really Mianmian?]
Mo Yesi found that Jiang Luoli was getting suspicious, but went ahead anyway: [Uh-huh. If not, who? I just exercised with him for a few hours, and I’m really tired now. If there’s nothing more, I’ll be sleeping.]
Jiang Luoli: [Damn!! This is sensational!! A few hours of it in broad daylight?!! So, you’re with Prince Charming now?]