Jiang Jingming glanced at Lu Yao indifferently: "Do you have any objections?"
Lu Yao snorted twice: "No objections, no objections, it's as if no one has a wife."
Jiang Jingming's tone was indifferent, "Oh? Then where's your wife?"
The tone was bland and emotionless, but the words deeply hurt Lu Yao.
Lu Yao said irritably: "Jiang Jingming, enough is enough, I'll call my wife right now!"
After saying this, Lu Yao angrily got up and ran off.
Sang Yu looked helpless: "You guys are unbelievable, not like three-year-olds, why are you still acting like this?"
Jiang Jingming was indifferent: "It wasn't me, it was him who started it."
Sang Yu shook her head, feeling that they were like kids.
"Eat quickly, it'll taste bad if it gets cold."
Jiang Jingming maintained his posture of feeding Sang Yu.
Sang Yu backed up a bit and said: "I can eat by myself, you don't need to feed me."
