The other person's breath clearly became chaotic for a moment, but quickly said, "I want to see Luoz, I'm not talking to you."
Glancing at Luoz in the kitchen, Zhang Yuan felt this woman wasn't so simple, and this voice seemed very familiar.
"He's busy, whatever you want to say to me is the same."
"I want to ask him why he's treating me like this? If he doesn't want me to disturb your lives, I can pretend I don't know anything, as long as he can find time to come see me once." The woman's voice seemed to choke a bit, sounding like she felt very wronged.
Zhang Yuan felt like laughing, since when had Luoz become so loving, and since when were all the women in the world so agreeable?
Remembering last night before bed, Luoz mentioned bumping into someone when hastily leaving the mall. Perhaps that lingerie slipped into his bag at that time, and now thinking back, the woman Luoz bumped into might well have been Sally.
