As soon as Yue Tingfeng heard Yan Ruke's name, she suddenly looked at Mrs. Yue, her eyes were dark and gloomy, and Mrs. Yue's whole body was hairy.
Mrs. Yue's face was stern, she glared at Yan Qingsi, and quickly explained to Yue Tingfeng: "That, I don't know, I didn't answer it. Who knows why she called me, I blocked her number."
Mrs. Yue, who was lecturing her son one moment, was on the phone in the next moment.
The phone was still ringing, and Yan Qingsi stopped Mrs. Yue: "Hey, don't block her. People calling her continuously means it's really urgent. You might as well ask first before talking."
Yan Qingsi turned her head and looked at Yue Tingfeng with a half-smile: "Do you think so, my dear!"
The cry of "honey" was so soft and numb that Mrs. Yue shuddered and glared at Yan Qingsi fiercely: "Little vixen."
Yue Tingfeng suddenly wanted to indulge Yan Qingsi, but even though he knew she had bad intentions, he still said: "Mom, just take it and ask her what she wants to do? And don't let me know again. You and her will be in private There’s still a connection.”
Mrs. Yue couldn't bear the pressure from her son, and she felt resentful towards Yan Ruke. Why did she have to call at this time
Mrs. Yue put her mobile phone to her ear: "Hey, Ruke, what's the matter with you?"
Yan Ruke's voice was sad on the phone: "Aunt, I'm sorry, I shouldn't disturb you, but I have something very urgent and I want to ask you about Ting Feng..."
When Mrs. Yue heard that she was asking Yue Tingfeng, she quickly interrupted: "Okay, you'd better stop calling me. I'm here with Tingfeng. He will be unhappy. I hung up..."
Mrs. Yue was about to hang up the phone. Yan Qingsi, who had been watching her for a long time, suddenly reached out and snatched the phone away from Mrs. Yue's phone.
Mrs. Yue was shocked: "You..."
She wanted to grab the phone, but was stopped by Yue Tingfeng.
Yue Tingfeng wanted to see what Yan Qingsi was going to tell Yan Ruke.
Yan Qingsi was startled and put her phone on speakerphone, with a calculating look on her face and a vicious smile on her lips: "Dear sister-in-law, are you okay?"
There was a sudden noise on the phone, and after a moment, Yan Ruke's voice trembled: "Who are you?"
Yan Qingsi flipped her hair: "No way, it's only been three years since we last met, and you can't even recognize my voice. It seems I didn't make you hate me that thoroughly!"
"Yan, Qing, Si..." Even through the phone, you can hear how Yan Ruke gritted his teeth when he said these three words.
Yan Qingsi glanced at Madam Yue, whose face was red with anger, and said with a smile: "Yes, isn't it me?"
"Where's Aunt-in-law?" Yan Ruke on the other end of the phone almost used up all her restraint not to curse, because she knew that Mrs. Yue was here, Yue Tingfeng was here, and she had worked hard to leave a good impression in front of Mrs. Yue. , we must not let all our efforts go to waste.
Yan Qingsi took Mrs. Yue's phone number, which almost made Yan Ruke collapse.
Yan Qingsi smiled mischievously: "What about my aunt-in-law? I originally thought you would call me mom after not seeing you for three years, but you're still stuck here. Tsk tsk, you're a 30-year-old woman, so don't have such wishful thinking!"
Yan Ruke screamed on the phone: "Yan Qingsi, please don't go too far. I have done my best not to care about what happened three years ago. What are you going to do?"
Yan Qingsi looked at Yue Tingfeng, "What I want to tell you is - I'm sorry, sister-in-law, but I'm attracted to your man!"
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Yue Tuhao: Oh, I was confessed! He's handsome and rich, so there's nothing he can do about it!