"Damn it, Zhao Yan, what nonsense are you spouting? My relationship with Secretary Zhang is innocent, it's not what you think..."
Liu Zhizhong's face suddenly changed as he saw Zhang Yue Xing's expression and felt depressed.
Zhang Yue Xing's face was incredibly cold and somewhat unpleasant to look at.
Of course, there was also a trace of angry blush, which was quite amusing.
Zhao Yan chuckled coldly twice, interrupting Liu Zhizhong, "Stop pretending, I'm a woman, don't I see it clearly? I originally wanted to have a good talk with you tonight, but then you two sped off on the freeway, so let it be. I'm really wronged here, just in office for a few days, and I walk right into this mess of a traffic accident. Annoying!"
"Annoying is right. Who isn't annoyed? To be an official is to handle affairs..."
