Just as she was about to speak, she heard a crisp, gentle, and slightly boisterous female voice.
"Young master ya, it's your turn."
rong yan's hand that was holding the phone suddenly tightened, and anger quickly spread across her face. liancheng yazhi, you really know how to enjoy life!
Rong Yan had originally called to complain, but after hearing the female voice just now, her anger rose. She threw her bag aside and kicked off her high heels. Damn it, I'm not going.
Rong Yan sneered,"ride?" what car? mr. liancheng, you're so relaxed. after torturing me, you pulled up your pants and left without even asking me. you're so happy that you left all the pain to me. "
when liancheng yazhi, who was playing cards, heard rong yan's string of explicit accusations that were like firecrackers, he immediately frowned. he threw the red wine in his hand away and leaned back in his chair, saying, " "don't mess around, hurry up and come over."