Not A Saint

Su Wen was speechless.

She was about to cry from anger. Was this person not too shameless?

"I pulled you into the room to ask you how things were going. It was... to ask you what you how you planned to deal with the small profits."

What the... What did he mean by wanting him?

Su Wen's face turned even redder at the thought of what he had just said. Although she liked his manliness, it was not to the extent of... such a hurry?

"Go away, go away." Su Wen pushed him away forcefully.

Zhou Hengyang was pushed by her, and in the end, he simply lay on the bed. He placed his hands behind his head and knocked his long legs on the cabinet at the side.

"Hurry up and tell me how it is."

Zhou Hengyang saw that his wife was going to get angry if he continued to tease her, so he stopped and said, "When I heard about it yesterday, I realized that I had overlooked one part."

"Which part?"