Wang Jinhua's attitude made Chen Ziyang frown slightly.
Initially, Chen Ziyang felt a bit sorry for him; as a man, he had that kind of problem.
But now, hearing him repeatedly saying "I," the manner was obviously one of superiority.
"It's not just about dropping your trousers."
Chen Ziyang's face also tightened.
"What do you mean by that?"
Wang Jinhua and Gao Hong didn't dare to speak loudly, but the frustration he had bottled up could be vented elsewhere: "Do I also need to perform it in front of you?"
"What can you perform? A bad example?"
Chen Ziyang snickered.
Wang Jinhua's face instantly darkened.
This was clearly a hint that he was ineffective, and even if he performed, it wouldn't be worth watching.
"You little brat, what are you saying?"
Wang Jinhua stepped out of the doorway.
Seeing that the mood on both sides was unfriendly, Gao Hong quickly said, "Tiger! What are you doing?"
"Didn't you hear him insulting me?"
