"Zhang Yalong, you pervert, you shameless bastard! Are you crazy?"
Although she had been living in the marketplace for many years, Han Xiaoxia had never learned to be a shrew in the marketplace. Even if she thought hard, she could only curse out these few simple and ordinary words.
On the other side, Zhang Yalong only smiled faintly and hung up the phone. He had no intention of continuing to tangle with Han Xiaoxia.
At this moment, Han Xiaoxia's father's expression had already become uncertain. He said a little weakly, "Xiaoxia… Did Zhang Yalong smash our shop?"
"Dad!"
Han Xiaoxia looked up excitedly at her father and said, "Can't you tell? Wasn't Zhang Yalong's performance obvious enough?"
Han Xiaoxia's father's face turned pale. He clapped his hands and said, "That's not right, you and Zhang Yalong have broken up not long ago, what happened? Xiaoxia, did you offend him again?"