Yazhi spoke to Rong Yan for a while more, and there was no lack of mushy words between them, which made Tang Zong, who was beside them, shiver.
After the two finished talking, Liancheng Yazhi hung up the phone reluctantly.
"Brother-in-law, it's not that I want to criticize you, but can you at least care about my feelings?" I'm also a person with a family and my wife isn't by my side. I, Yingluo, I'm too embarrassed to say those mushy words in front of you."
Liancheng Yazhi put his phone into his pocket and looked at him in disdain. "I didn't stop you. Are you not willing to blame me?"
The corners of Tang Zong's mouth twitched,"no, that's not what I should say, okay?" I'm saying, can't you be a little more considerate of my feelings?"
Liancheng Yazhi glanced at him indifferently and said, " "Worried about your feelings? What does your feelings have to do with me?"
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