Hearing this, Shen Dang paused in his steps, turned around, tapped his head, and sneered, "You need a brain supplement."
Tang Honghe watched the person leave and murmured softly, "I'm just worried about sister-in-law."
Qu Jiashu burst out laughing, "You should worry more about yourself, idiot."
Shen Dang got back into the car and wasn't in a hurry to drive off.
Lighting his lighter, it ignited a wisp of pale blue flame, and the curling smoke blurred his handsome features.
Shen Dang opened Weibo and saw that set of photos still hot on the search list, and he snorted coldly.
Sure enough, Ran Jing called him, "Ah Dang, there's a big fuss about the news online, what's going on?"
Shen Dang rolled down the car window, letting the wind rush in, carrying with it a hot breath that dispersed some of the smoke.
He said nonchalantly, "It's just the paparazzi making a mountain out of a molehill, it's common in this circle for her."
