Lin Gantang had just placed sliced tomatoes on a plate. She was confused for a moment before putting the phone to her ear. "Mr. Shi?"
Shi Jun, who had yet to recover from his shock, said, "Lin..Lin Gantang?"
"Yes." Lin Gantang looked at her phone and then at Wen Yanqing. Why do you need me to greet him when you guys are chatting happily?
That was not important. What was important was that Wen Yanqing had yet to answer her earlier question. Hence, she asked again, "Do you want to have noodles?"
"Yes, with more tomatoes." Wen Yanqing hugged her and passionately kissed her lips.
Shi Jun could hear everything clearly. D*mn!
This definitely wasn't an accidental injury. That dog, Wen Yanqing, was doing it on purpose!
"That's enough." Shi Jun gritted his teeth.
Then, he heard Wen Yanqing's chuckle over the phone and was furious.
Get lost, friendship.
