The Obscenity of the Bathroom

"Mr. Ji is truly fortunate." Jiang Siyan's voice was full of mockery and jealousy, "I didn't expect to have someone like Miss Meng by my side."

No matter how one listened to his words, it felt extremely uncomfortable.

Ji Wanzhou frowned in displeasure. Before he could say anything, he heard Meng Qingge's voice.

"Mr. Jiang can't be envious of this kind of thing." The corner of Meng Qingge's mouth curled up, her face brimming with a gentle smile. She was saying this to Jiang Siyan, but Meng Qingge didn't even give him a glance. Her gaze landed on Ji Wanzhou's sunglasses-wearing face, "Right, husband?"

Ji Wanzhou smiled. If he could see it, he would have really wanted to see Meng Qingge's expression. Unfortunately, he couldn't see it, so at this moment, he could only chuckle, "My wife is right."