The thirty-year-old man nodded in understanding and didn't mind anything.
Of course, Qiu Fengye also had a lover, so he naturally understood Chu Weixu even though he teased him a little with a playful smile.
Then, Qiu Fengye turned to a short-haired woman sitting on a motorcycle, saying to her softly, "Qiao Ye, sweetheart, please get Weixu's motorcycle key in the drawer."
The woman was very receptive. She immediately stood up and took the key in the drawer after Qiu Fengye asked her. After that, the woman threw it at Qiu Fengye.
Chu Weixu grinned in amusement as soon as a thought flashed at his mind. He asked the woman, making the people in this place unable to help but cackle, "Sister Qiao, by the way, when can I call you sister-in-law?"
In the machine shop, there were only three of them, plus three workers who were repairing several motorcycles. Chu Weixu knew all of them very well, so Chu Weixu thought that he didn't need to hold himself from ridiculing Qiu Fengye.
