Wen Xuxu thought that the whole situation was hilarious. Third Master Yan didn't respond at all—he could be having a romantic dinner with a celebrity or model right this moment. Yet they were all righteously lecturing him about values and morals.
She had to say that these pampered playboys had nothing better to do and had too much free time to spare.
She held her cellphone in one hand and the other propped against her cheek. She stared at the screen as the messages flashed past one by one.
She was reading her messages with gusto when the messages suddenly stopped.
She felt baffled the moment when her cell phone vibrated. She'd received a QQ message from the person who had taken the lead in giving Yan Rusheng a 'political affairs' lecture earlier on.
Feeling rather surprised, Wen Xuxu opened the message.
Xuxu, I only nagged Third Yan for a bit so I can't believe he kicked me out of the group chat.
