Gu Man's face turned red, looking quite shy and charming, but there was a hint of resentment in her eyes.
She lightly punched Zhang Xiaoyang's shoulder, saying in a coquettish voice, "Oh, Xiao Yang, what nonsense are you talking about? How could I possibly feel sorry for him?"
Zhang Xiaoyang had a slight tendency to enjoy being mistreated, so he found the punch rather gratifying.
He giggled, looking at his lovely wife, feeling tumultuous inside.
"Haha, as long as you don't feel sorry, haha, after all, you're my wife, hehe..."
Zhang Xiaoyang said with a mischievous grin on his face, then wrapped his arm around Gu Man's small waist and directly pushed her onto the sofa...
Of course, inside Zhang Xiaoyang, half of him was wicked, and half was sinister.
Regarding Liu Zhizhong, who made so much money but only donated a bit over a hundred million, Zhang Xiaoyang was not satisfied.
