A sullen Mo Boyuan spoke up once he saw that the call had finally ended.
"Honey, you don't have to care about Gu Ranzhi so much. He's not a child!" he griped.
Couldn't he take care of himself? He was a thirty-year-old man after all.
Who was he lying to?
Hearing these intense words, Jiang Tingxu broke out in a cold sweat and glanced at him again. She didn't want to respond too much to this man with double standards.
"Aren't you also a thirty-year-old man? Pfft," she thought.
Facing his wife's eye roll, Mo Boyuan didn't think there was anything bad about it. On the contrary, he felt that it was very cute.
"Honey~" he called.
Why does he keep calling? The corners of Jiang Tingxu's mouth twitched.
"Speak!" she ordered.
"Mm, I just realized that my wife is getting more and more beautiful!" praised Mo Boyuan.
Tsk tsk. Look at this sweet talk...
Jiang Tingxu coughed a couple of times.
