Great Disaster at the Burial Mound!

Zhu Bocheng hurriedly took a taxi and rushed to the airport. Perhaps because Sister Shuyan was too generous today and he had eaten a full meal early in the morning, but Zhu Bocheng was in a very good mood. He sat leisurely in the back of the car and had nothing to do, so he simply called his best friend, Qi Zhenbai. As soon as the other party picked up, he immediately teased, "Zhenbai, guess where I am now?"

Zhu Bocheng was originally in a good mood, but his best friend, Zhenbai, didn't give him any face at all. Hearing his idle and boring words, his thin lips spat out coldly, "I'm busy, I'm hanging up."

Seeing that his best friend was as much a workaholic as ever without the slightest interest in gossip, Zhu Bocheng roasted him in his heart, but still said hurriedly, "Zhenbai, I just saw your wife."

Qi Zhenbai paused.