Chapter 230
Yvan's silver hair was now dyed black, but he hadn't cut it short. His hair was still loosely tied at the back, making him look wild and rebellious.
He looked like he wasn't in a good mood. After casting a cold glance at Zayn, he tapped him on the shoulder.
"Zayn, what a shame. You married a great woman, yet you treat her like this. If I were you, I'd give up everything just to keep her by my side."
Now that they were standing close, Zayn noticed that Yvan had grown taller after being abroad for years.
They used to be around the same height, but Yvan was clearly half a head taller now.
Did overseas meat have more protein than domestic meat?
Yvan's exposed forearms were muscular. Unlike the lean, sculpted muscles that were common here, he looked bulkier and stronger.
Zayn didn't expect such an impressive build underneath his lean figure. Feeling a flicker of jealousy, Zayn swatted Yvan's hand away.
"Have you ever heard of the term 'being spoiled by love'? My wife spoils me, so I

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