Liu Zhizhong faintly guessed what was happening. It was really frustrating!
Indeed, Zhao Yan coldly said, "What about me? I wanted to come home last night, but I saw someone with roses entering the house. How could I bother them? Cheaters!"
"You…" Liu Zhizhong felt a surge of inexplicable rage, his voice much lower, "Don't talk nonsense. White roses don't represent love; they represent purity and elegance…"
"Some love is also pure and elegant, isn't it? But in the end, they're still cheaters!"
"You're talking nonsense! You're defaming us! I'm your husband, she's your mom, we are not cheaters!"
"She's not my mom! She isn't!"
"Then who is your mom? Clarify that!"
"It's none of your business!"
After saying that, Zhao Yan hung up the phone.
Liu Zhizhong took several deep breaths, his emotions a bit overwhelmed, and he felt very complicated for a while.
Zhao Yan, the top beauty in Zhongzhou's officialdom, was becoming more and more unreasonable.
Was it just for her lilies?
