Xu Yan was sitting on the sofa watching TV with Snowball in his arms. His phone rang. It was WeChat. Xu Yan was watching a tragic love drama. He was immersed in virtual feelings and couldn't help himself. He was too lazy to pick up his phone. What followed was a bombardment, and Ding Ding Ding didn't stop. Xu Yan put the snowball on the sofa, picked up the phone, and found voice strips one after another, some of which were 60 seconds long. Xu Yan called Lin Zisheng directly, "No, sister, what's wrong with you? I'm watching a drama."
Lin: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Yanyan! Li Fuzheng seems to have cheated on me."
Xu Yan: "He? Why? The cabbage at home is no longer fragrant?"
Lin: "You go downstairs, let's go take a look. I'm downstairs."
Xu: "I won't go. If I see something I shouldn't see, it would be an insult to politeness."
Lin: "Really, Yanyan, please go with me." This time Lin Zisheng's words were full of seriousness, mixed with requests and pleas.
Xu Yan also lowered his voice and said, "Okay, wait for me."
Xu Yan changed out of his pajamas and put on black jeans and a black T-shirt, with a bun and a pure bodyguard look. Xu Yan felt that there might be a violent conflict this time, so he tied up his hair to prevent others from pulling it.
Xu Yan got off the elevator. Lin Zisheng squatted at the door, looking at the ground. She didn't know what she was thinking. Xu Yan pulled her up and said, "Sister, are you serious this time?"
Intention: Sister, he is a scumbag, does he need a reason? He was raised by his mother but not taught by his mother. When he was a child, his head was squeezed by a door when he went out, and he fell into a cesspit when he went to the toilet. From then on, his life was only gray. The purpose of his life was to destroy all the beautiful things in the world. He is trash and does he need a reason?