Zhao Yan's face alternated between red and white, and her proud, full chest rose and fell somewhat violently.
She glared at Liu Zhizhong, her lovely red lips opening and closing several times, charmingly dynamic, yet as if wanting to speak but not speaking, wanting to say nothing but still wanting to speak.
Liu Zhizhong looked at his wife with a serene expression, wearing a bland smile, so sincere and gentlemanly, completely stable!
Zhao Yan couldn't hold it in any longer, raised her hand to point at Liu Zhizhong, her expression seemed to say: you're ruthless, alright, you're ruthless indeed!
Then, she suddenly stood up, and under everyone's gaze, left angrily.
Liu Zhizhong quickly stood up too, followed her, leaning close and whispering: "Honey, what are you doing? Leaving? Not getting divorced?"
Zhao Yan stopped, slightly raised her head, and said quietly: "Why are you following me? I'm going to the restroom, are you coming too?"
