"Suit yourself," Sun Dasheng said nonchalantly.
Neither opposed nor agreed.
Because he knew she was a jealous type.
If he agreed without hesitation, he'd be smelling vinegar soon.
If he opposed, it would seem like he was guilty of something.
Dealing with women, things can be very subtle.
Which is why people say: A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
"Then let's just call her, otherwise it seems like I lack sincerity."
Yang Mi was satisfied with Sun Dasheng's reaction and took out her phone to dial a number.
Soon, the other side picked up.
"Hey! Tang Tang, are you up yet? We're about to have morning tea and would like to invite you over."
"Still in the shower?"
"Why are you showering so early?" Yang Mi looked puzzled.
Has she been abroad too long and picked up foreigners' habits?
Heard that they don't shower at night but prefer to shower the next morning.
