"Don't be mad, beauty!" Mu Zanting shamelessly started speaking from the other side, "There's nothing between me and that woman. She's not my wife, just...a bed partner. We can break up anytime; all you need to do is agree, and it's a done deal."
"..."
Lan Yuzhe felt speechless, "I'm not interested in jerks."
Mu Zanting: "...I wouldn't call myself a jerk. Only those who deceive emotions count! I've never told anyone I love them; how could I be a jerk?"
Lan Yuzhe was utterly annoyed, "We have different values. I don't want to waste words with you."
After speaking, he directly hung up the phone, but his heart inexplicably raced.
Deep within him, a familiar sensation spread through his limbs —
What the hell!
...
Xiao Jinghuai walked into the master bedroom and saw the woman wrapped in a quilt sitting on the bed. He frowned and walked over, pulling her into his arms, "Are you cold? I'll get your clothes first."
