rong yan felt that if she were in tang han's shoes, she would probably be worse off than him. she would have cut off tang zong's tongue a long time ago. he would talk nonsense all day long and sully his own home.
Rong Yan was puzzled. What was the structure of Tang Zong's brain? how thick was his skin? Even the most advanced bulletproof vest can't compare to his thick skin!
Rong Yan glanced at the gloomy Tang han and smiled. "if you, qianqian, put in more effort and make it up to her, qianqian might really be able to do it!"
Tang Zong's smile was especially pure and innocent, like a child who had been acknowledged by others. He said happily,"you think so too? it seems like i really have to work hard."
Tang Zong turned around and shouted at Tang Zhen. big brother, I will often help you make up for your mistakes in the future. Don't worry. When you have nothing to do, you should do some self-reflection.
