"Hey, Leng the schemer! Your wife's foot is swollen, but luckily my wife has magical hands and fixed it. No big problem."
"Hmm." Leng Sichen nodded on the other end of the phone, his tone seeming somewhat gloomy.
"Tsk tsk, is it related to you again?" Ou Mingxuan asked with disdain.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because as soon as she got back, she was seething with a murderous aura. If it wasn't you who provoked her, then it couldn't have been anyone else," Ou Mingxuan stated with certainty. Actually, he also really wanted to silence this scheming guy! Tsk tsk, should he become a double agent and join forces with that girl?
Leng Sichen: "..."
Was he really so unpopular?
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This cat-and-mouse game continued for several days, and Xia Yuxun didn't even get a glimpse of Leng Sichen, let alone have a proper talk with him.
As the scheduled day for the contract signing crept closer, Xia Yuxun was practically itching with frustration.
