Chen Nan smiled helplessly, "See for yourself."
"Jiang Xiaomi!"
Staring at the caller ID, Su Qingqing's eyes widened, "Why is she calling you?"
"How would I know?"
Chen Nan shrugged his shoulders, walked over to the side, and answered the call. But before he could even speak, Jiang Xiaomi said something that made him feel numb all over—
"Dear husband, what are you up to?" Jiang Xiaomi's voice was coquettishly sweet.
Chen Nan shook his head, "What are you randomly calling me for? It's late at night; why aren't you sleeping instead of calling?"
"Who's calling randomly?" Jiang Xiaomi said discontentedly, "I am your mistress, shouldn't I call you 'dear'?"
Chen Nan glanced involuntarily at Su Qingqing next to him and quickly lowered his voice, "You still can't call me that, call me by my name from now on, got it? Besides, this whole thing is your wishful thinking, I agreed to it because I was forced into a corner."
"How can you say that? I really like you, I'm so heartbroken."
