"Oh, okay," Zhang Xiaomeng sighed with relief and handed over his phone.
Seeing him so agreeable, Wang Yuyan looked at him with a hint of resentment. "Zhang Xiaomeng, it seems like you don't really want me here."
Zhang Xiaomeng gave an awkward smile. "How could that be?"
He glanced at Liu Bingrui's reaction, and seeing that she was just watching the two of them like watching a play, Zhang Xiaomeng then said, "You can come here whenever you want, anytime."
Wang Yuyan thought to herself, if I really keep staying here, I'd be giving this big pervert too much advantage.
The call connected, and after Wang Yuyan gave a few instructions, it wasn't long before the Wang Family's people came and took her away.
In the prefabricated room.
"Xiaomeng, your massage technique yesterday was amazing."
"My stomach doesn't hurt anymore today," Liu Bingrui said happily.
"Of course, you're not looking at who I am," Zhang Xiaomeng boasted.
