"Can you talk? It's clear that you are jealous of ginger explosives." To break the deadlock was Lu Ling, who was walking discontentedly past Liu Yunting's desk and standing in front of Jiang Xiaoyu and Muqing River. "Go, let's eat."

"Well, didn't you see Xu's family being upset before? Why are you helping her talk now?" Liu Yunting's cynical voice came from behind.

Lu Leng's body stopped there for a while, turned around and turned back, slapped them on the table, and said disdainfully, "It's your ass?"

"Why are you so rude?" Liu Yunting's face was red with anger. He had never spoken to her like that before.

"I'm too...