"Song Manman, go fuck your uncle," Song Sizhi nearly died from all those rumors, but it was Jiang Muwan who brought her to the edge. She couldn't hold back her temper and blurted out a curse.
"Dead————."
"What did you say?" Song Sizhi asked.
"My great uncle is dead," Jiang Muwan informed her.
Gu Jiangnian tossed the towel in his hand onto the bathroom vanity, shook his head, turned around, and left because he couldn't stand to listen anymore.
Luckily, luckily!
It wasn't just him that the remorseless Jiang Muwan was driving mad.
"Do you have no conscience? Stop messing around with me. Tell me what's going on with Mei Qiong," Song Sizhi, fighting the urge to strangle Jiang Muwan, tried to steer the conversation back on track.
"Just calm down, it's not a big deal, I've already dealt with it."
"Dealt with what? Tell me," Song Sizhi clearly didn't believe Jiang Muwan when she said it was already dealt with.
