Wen Muchu had no patience at all. He was not interested in answering any of Wen Cheng's questions.
He had given her his final ultimatum.
"Pack your things immediately and get back here, Yingluo. Don't make me say it a third time. Yingluo, I don't know when you fell in love with that old man. But you and he really aren't suitable for each other. So, Wen Cheng, I advise you to give up on that idea, Yingluo."
Wen Cheng bit her lip and could not help but rebut, " you're the old man here. Zhenzhen, brother Jiang is not an old man. I won't allow you to slander brother Jiang like that.
Wen Muchu was so angry that his face turned ashen.
With a loud bang, he hung up the phone.
Lan Xiao was at the side and naturally heard the contents of the conversation clearly.
Wen Cheng's mother was standing far away, so she did not hear what Wen Cheng said.
