Jia Lanhua seemed to be competing with Luo Meili, determined to outdo her, even raising her voice significantly.
"Jia Lanhua, have some shame. Can you lower your voice?"
"Mind your own business. If you dare, then speak up."
Zhang Xiaoshan thoroughly enjoyed this feeling.
At ten o'clock in the evening.
Luo Meili lay beside Zhang Xiaoshan, now much more obedient and well-behaved.
"Little Shan, can you be nicer to me from now on, not hit me every time you get upset?"
"That will depend on how you behave."
Zhang Xiaoshan said, closing his eyes to rest and rejuvenate.
"Ding-a-ling."
Just then, Jia Lanhua's phone rang.
It was Wu Damming calling.
"Huh?"
She glanced at Zhang Xiaoshan, who nodded.
Only then did she dare to answer the phone.
"Wife, I've returned to the hotel. Where are you?"
Wu Damming's tone was rough, suggesting he had faced no small setback.
"I went out to find Meili."
"Meili, Luo Meili, she's in the city too?"
