The Tyrant of Forced Marriage Marries a Poisonous Wife

After Dong Xiaoyao finished his fifth cup of milk tea, he raised his head and bared his teeth at the cold-faced man opposite him. "I'm almost full." Yan Jin and Li Junyi raised their eyebrows in confusion, Dong Xiaoyao stretched out his delicate tongue, and placed a pearl bean in the milk tea on the tip of his tongue. Yan Jinli was slightly stunned, lowered his head and coughed unnaturally. "I heard that Miss Dong is an opera singer?" Dong Xiaoyao took a sip of his sixth cup of milk tea and waved his hand boldly. "That's Miss Dong, I'm Dong Xiaoyao, an andrologist!" Having said that, he turned around and rummaged through the messy bag for a long time before pulling out a business card and handing it over casually...