An Lan's voice sounded merciless, "If you want to appeal, please go through the proper channel, don't think about using the back door, it's useless."
Xu Baohan helplessly threw the pillow on the sofa in the living room, as they were apart for five days, he thought that he would have a warm embrace, but he didn't expect to be squeezed on the small sofa.
What had he done wrong, was it his fault for meeting Zhuang Tianya.
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, he sent Zhuang Tianya a WeChat message: I'm Xu Baohan, please hurry up and return the interest to me.
Zhuang Tianya sent a dumbfounded emoji: Ah Han, your girlfriend is unhappy, right? Alright, I'll return it to you, please don't let her misunderstood and started arguing with you, after all, it's just a small matter.
