"What nonsense are you talking about?"
On the phone, Ye Zhan reprimanded in a deep voice.
At this moment, he was still in the meeting room. Upon hearing Feng Yize's words, he spoke to the others in the room and walked outside with his phone.
In the quiet corridor, Ye Zhan stood tall in his military uniform, his handsome features seemingly carved, emanating a charisma that captivated people from within.
Frowning, he listened to Feng Yize, whose voice was slightly urgent, saying, "I'm not talking nonsense. Sister-in-law is with a man at our sweet shop, and that man is being very attentive to her. Moreover, not only does that man look like a pretty boy, he is eloquent and very good at flattering women."
"..."
Whether it was because the corridor lights were off or due to Feng Yize's words, Ye Zhan's eyes darkened slightly.
He tightened his long fingers around the phone and said flatly, "Stop shouting all the time, be careful everyone knows about you being a beggar."
