Suddenly, a familiar middle-aged woman's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sicheng, who are you on the phone with?"
Zhou Sicheng's mom?
Wen Jing glared, guiltily shrinking her neck.
Then she heard Zhou Sicheng's voice, "A Siberian Husky."
Wen Jing clenched her fists tightly in anger but held back from cursing. She said, "Zhou Sicheng, move away from your mom when you're on the phone, I have something to tell you."
Move away, so she could curse louder.
Zhou Sicheng: "Okay."
After a while, Zhou Sicheng asked, "I've come to the door. Is that far enough?"
Upon hearing this, Wen Jing started cursing without reservation, "Are you sick? Why did you eat in my office? Why did you replace the photo of my husband on my computer screen?"
Her new husband, Little Pineapple number fifteen from LY.
In public, he is the big nephew, but in private, he is the husband.
