"I don't know why..."
Wei Yang furrowed her brows slightly, crossed her arms, and said seriously, "I feel like Tan Mo isn't lying, huh!"
Jun Wu squinted at Motan, saying dryly, "That's normal. People like him are usually better at delivering bad news than good news. Isn't spitting ivory harder than spitting dog teeth?"
"Hey, watch your mouth!"
Motan glared back in displeasure and said defiantly, "You guys don't appreciate artistic embellishment, but when I speak the truth, you still have to nitpick, huh?"
Wei Yang didn't even hesitate, nodded enthusiastically like a chicken pecking at rice, "Mm!"
"Boss Jun."
Motan sighed deeply, shifted his gaze to Jun Wu, and said earnestly, "Hurry up and do something, your woman is being unreasonable."
Strictly speaking, Jun Wu, who was indeed part of Wei Yang's family, directly ignored this comment and asked Motan seriously, "What exactly did you mean by what you just said...?"
