At this moment, Tan Shengmei still had her back to Luo Yang, and it wasn't easy for her to turn around.
The two were finally face to face.
Now it was convenient for Tan Shengmei to hit Luo Yang, and she started punching his shoulder with her small, powdery fists.
In the midst of her punches, Luo Yang grinned painfully.
Having tired herself out, Tan Shengmei humphed softly, which seemed to let off quite a bit of steam.
At this very moment, Luo Yang said in a soft voice, "Wife, you've misunderstood."
Tan Shengmei said dismally, "You're still lying to me!"
The sounds she heard on the phone were enough to bolster her suspicions.
"Xiao Qiao Sister was just messing with you," Luo Yang explained.
Tan Shengmei let out two cold laughs.
"Yelling 'ah ah ah' into the phone, was she eating spicy sticks?" Tan Shengmei mocked.
After hearing this, Luo Yang laughed.
