Soon, a reply came:
"That's too much! You even made two flavors of crawfish? How are they? Tell me the truth. If you dare lie just to flatter your boss, I'll beat you to death!"
Zhu Yong was left speechless.
It's really like tagging along with Sister Lu, getting beaten eight times a day.
He didn't reply immediately. Instead, he looked at the others enjoying the crawfish and asked, "I have a friend..."
Before he could finish, his sister-in-law, Chen Yan, cut him off, "There are no outsiders here. Just talk about you and Lin Daiyu. You've been flirting under the Lin Ji topic every day. Who here doesn't know about you two?"
Zhu Yong's old face flushed red. He hadn't expected his attempt to ask discreetly, using a "friend" as a cover, to be so ruthlessly exposed by Chen Yan.
