"Tell me first, was it you who called that wooden block?"
That wooden block?
The words "wooden block" from Lu Jinyang's mouth made Zhuang Shuqing momentarily unable to react to who he was referring to. After all, in her eyes, both Lu Jinyang and Leng Yixing lacked emotional intelligence.
"Are you talking about Comrade Leng?"
"Hmm."
Zhuang Shuqing: "...I did make the call...What's the matter, did something happen?"
Lu Jinyang, who wasn't very worried just now, was completely unconcerned at this moment, knowing that whatever his wife could tell Leng Yixing must be something that would disturb Leng Yixing, definitely involving another woman.
Thinking this, his slender fingers grazed each button, and under Zhuang Shuqing's astonished gaze, he unapologetically took off his coat.
"Lu Jinyang, what are you doing!"
"I am not doing anything."
