Lu Hualiang clenched the phone in his hand tightly, face as dark as still water, "Who leaked it!"
How absurd!
This was his bargaining chip for moving back into the master bedroom!
And someone had beaten him to the punch!
Yang Li was so scared that his little heart trembled as he hurriedly checked the ID of the post publisher, only to discover...
"Master, it wasn't you who leaked it? But the ID is from your household."
His household?
Lu Hualiang was stunned for a moment, then his face turned magnificently dark.
He kicked the door open and saw Xia Weibao sitting on the bed, holding her phone in one hand, doing who knows what, and licking an ice cream with the other.
"Where did you get the ice cream from."
Lu Hualiang felt that he couldn't keep up with her actions...
Xia Weibao gestured backward with her hand, beside the bed was an extra-large refrigerator that she had moved up earlier.
