"Come back within ten seconds," Zhao Lihong said simply into the phone, then hung up and told everyone, "Start the countdown."
Ye Wutian and the others began to count down cooperatively, and just as they reached one, the door was pushed open with a bang, and Tang Weiwen hurried in, panting heavily.
"Brother-in-law, you're really punctual. One second slower and you would've had to suffer," Ye Wutian teased.
"Of course, I used to be the champion of the 110-meter hurdles in school. If I had gone to the Olympics back then, you wouldn't even know who Liu Xiang is," Tang Weiwen said proudly.
"Sis, is that true?" Ye Wutian asked Zhao Lihong.
"Just listen to him brag. Later, he'll even have bulls coming out of his mouth," Zhao Lihong bluntly revealed.
"Lihong, in front of so many people, could you not give me some face?" Tang Weiwen complained.
