An unknown flame surged through Xyla Quest's heart immediately. Her face which initially had a smile on it froze at that moment.

She quickened her footsteps at that instant and stared at that woman with cold eyes.

"I have no interest in plastic girls and easy girls..." Stanley Batton coldly replied. He had never even laid his eyes on the girl. His dashing eyebrows were squeezed together and he was not even trying to hide his disgust towards her.

"What? Easy girl?" The girl got so angry, even her face turned green.

"Who else could it be? Miss easy girl, you took my seat." Xyla stood in front of her and squinted at her from above. Her eyes were filled with indifference.

Stanley's calm gaze laid onto Xyla's countenance. The corners of his lips curved into an arc which looked like a smile yet it wasn't.

The girl frowned unhappily and stood up right away. She looked at Stanley angrily before looking at Xyla and said, "You... you two went too far."

"If you have the nerve to seduce someone else's husband, don't ever complain to others for being too undue while talking to you..." Xyla snorted coldly.

"What? Your husband?" The girl was shocked and her aura decreased by a few degrees.

"Yes, do you have any opinions?" Xyla asked her back.

The girl grabbed her bag immediately and prepared to leave.

Xyla blocked her path straightaway. She reached out her hand and tapped on her shoulder gently. "Little girl, if you really want to successfully hit on a man, change to a better perfume. Don't use something tha smells so much like a prostitute."

"Smells... Smells like a prostitute?" The girl got so angry that the corners of her lips were twitching.

Xyla did not talk to her anymore and directly pushed her away. She sat right in front of the man in a poised manner and once again took out her little mirror to check on her lipstick that she just fixed.

However, the girl had no intention to leave as she was totally enraged by Xyla. She straightaway reached out her hand and was about to grab her hair.

Through the reflection on the mirror, Xyla coincidentally saw this scene.

Immediately, she grabbed the girl's hand and shook it off straightaway. She gave the girl a cold side-eye. "If you don't want to die, just leave now."

At this time, all eyes in the restaurant were looking at their table.

Many people, who saw the situation clearly, started whispering, and they were accusing the girl.

Stanley looked at Xyla deeply in her eyes and the corners of his lips curved up even more.

The girl stomped her foot angrily and ran off right away with a tail between her legs.

Xyla frowned again and put the mirror back into her handbag unhappily. She could not help but complain about the incident, "Weird people are everywhere now."

Her good mood was totally destroyed by the unpleasant event that happened just now.

He once again locked his eyes on her countenance. There was a playful curve on the corners of his lips, "Relax, my wife..."

The two simple words were like a strong surge of electricity flowing through her heart. Her whole heart went numb and started to tremble as if her heart just skipped a beat. She tried her best to remain calm while looking at him with a serious face, "Who's your wife..."

"Just now, didn't you say that I'm your husband?"

"That's because..." She could not come up with a logically acceptable answer at that split moment.

As a matter of fact, everything that she did just now was under her subconscious mind. Even she did not know why she would say that herself.

"Because of what?" He asked. The emotions in his pair of eyes were unclear.

"I was helping you to get out of the situation..." Xyla said.

"Oh?" He raised his dashing brows and continued to look into her eyes.

At that particular moment, she felt that his stare was like a CT scanner and it was as if he could see through her mind.

Immediately, she turned away and looked out of the window while feeling guilty, "Yes, that's why..."

As of why she felt this guilty, she could not clearly tell either.

"Oh..." He was a man of few words. The curve on the corner of his lips was getting deeper and deeper.

Ring, ring, ring... At that moment, the man's phone started vibrating.

He lowered his head and glanced at the screen. As soon as he saw the words 'Little Darling' shown on the screen, he answered the phone immediately. His eyes and brows turned gentle all of a sudden, "What's up?"

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