Zhuo Junyue listened to Su Ningyan's words, and he probably understood now.
Feng Jinghan married Ouyang Hui a long time ago, perhaps he doesn't even remember Lin Xiaozhu.
At present, he couldn't determine Feng Jinghan's attitude either.
"Well, let's not talk about this. Honey, I can't continue our conversation now. Wait for me to come back."
Being this far away from my wife is truly a headache.
The matter of the Feng family is not urgent. The little one is with me now, and that's good enough. There's no need to add unnecessary worries for her."
"Alright, take care and stay safe, honey. Hope your work goes smoothly today."
Zhuo Junyue nodded, "Honey, give me a kiss."
Su Ningyan, who was about to hang up, heard Zhuo Junyue say this and frowned, "How to kiss? Let's talk about it when you get back. No, not now."
Zhuo Junyue kissed the phone emphatically, and a 'muah' sound was heard from Su Ningyan's end.
