"You old lovers meeting up, you definitely gotta sit together."
"Come on, come on, that guy, use your damn eyes and move over already!"
Zhou Bo pointed at Xiao Chen and shouted.
Xiao Chen frowned. Was this fatso actually stupid, or just pretending?
Jiang Meng said blandly, "Fatty Zhou, your eyes are blind, since when did your brain break too?"
"You want my husband to get up?"
"If I don't sit with my husband, you expect me to sit with some molester?"
Huang Hailan acted like he'd only just noticed Xiao Chen.
A hateful look flashed in his eyes.
Back then, he'd been beaten up by Xiao Chen and then ran off overseas.
Now he hadn't expected Xiao Chen to no longer be the King Yama War God.
And Jiang Meng actually still hadn't divorced this guy.
Zhou Bo let out a cold snort and said, "President Jiang, that's a bit harsh."
"Besides, he doesn't look like your husband to me."
"You look so proper and pretty, you could grab any random man and he'd be better than this piece of trash."
