An Xin buried her face in her tears, ignoring him.

While holding her in his arms, Gong Sheng carefully lifted her face up.

"Don't touch me." An Xin said, once again turning her face away and brushing past his hand.

"No, my wife, I want to help you wipe it off. Can you stop crying?" The palace sage was already in the mode of whispering and coaxing.

However, An Xin still ignored him, completely focused on her own sadness.

"I really know that I was wrong. Wife, hit me once to vent your anger." Gong Sheng took her hand and struck at his face.

He tried to hit her a few times but she didn't feel anything, which made Gong Sheng panic.

"Wife, Wife, don't cry anymore. I really didn't think of you like that after you beat me up. "I am …" Gong Sheng could not say the word 'jealous' out loud.

However, when he saw that she still continued to cry, he pursed his lips and said awkwardly: "Wife, I was just a bit jealous just now. I was so angry that I lost my head. Please don't be angry, okay?"

Seeing that she still had no intention to stop, for some reason, the words of Qin Lan flashed past Gong Sheng's mind.

As the argument in front of the bed continued, thoughts flew through his mind. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her.

"Ugh …" An Xin's sobs immediately became muffled sounds.

The long tongue of the palace saint caught her lips, and very quickly, the tongue of fire opened her white teeth. The tongue of fire entered her mouth, bringing his fiery heat along with it.

An Xin, who was originally angry, felt her mind go blank after being kissed. Her breathing became rapid and her head felt dizzy.

When she was almost unable to breathe, Gong Sheng finally moved away from her lips. He pressed the tip of his nose against her nose, and pressed his face against hers as his eyes met hers.

His eyes were burning, her eyes moved.

He breathed heavily and kissed her on the lips again before saying softly, "Wife, I love you. Don't be angry at me, alright? How about I let you bite me a few times to vent your anger?"

"…"

An Xin didn't respond. She lowered her eyes, moved her lips, and fell into his love.

Her actions finally made him calm down. He bent down and picked her up, "Wife, let's go home and watch a movie."

An Xin remained silent, but she did not object.

Along the way, Gong Sheng didn't dare to bring up Li Junfeng again, as he was afraid that he would anger her again.

Although An Xin didn't say she wasn't angry, she didn't pay any more attention to the palace sage. The cold war continued all the way until Monday the next day.

When the two of them went to work, An Xin wasn't as pleased as before. The cold war at the palace had scared him to death. He had always wanted to talk to An Xin, but he just didn't want to talk to him.

While the palace saint did not glance at An Xin from time to time, the phone he put on the table suddenly rang.

He looked at the caller ID and his face immediately became serious. He picked up the phone and walked into the suite in the office.

"Speak." The cold voice of Gong Sheng carried no trace of warmth.

"The sage has been found. Qin Shuyun is over at Fat Chen's place. According to the information we've gathered, this Lady Qin is having an affair with Fat Chen." On the other end of the phone, there was a calm male voice that carried a sense of coldness.

In contrast to the cold voice of the palace saint, the man's voice was soft and cold.

With a hint of chilliness on her face, she opened her lips and spat out a word that was ice-cold and piercing. "Handle this well. I want that mother and daughter to live as if they were mice crossing the street. I want all the men to play with them once."