Mu Zhuoshen smiled and said, "Young Master Qiao, this isn't your style."
Qiao Chengxun's cold eyes slightly constricted as he said in a deep voice, "Meimei doesn't like evil acts."
Mu Zhuoshen, afraid of being tortured by a display of public affection, hastily agreed, "Okay, okay, I know our Young Master Qiao loves his wife dearly. Wait for my good news."
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Chengxun returned to WeChat and sent her another message: Do you have classes tonight?
Rampaging Sister: I made an appointment with Teacher Jiang for a class.
Chengxun: Until what time?
Rampaging Sister: 9 o'clock.
Chengxun: Hmm.
Seeing the final "Hmm" from King of Hell Qiao, Wen Meimei felt a bit weird inside and asked him: Are you coming over?
Chengxun: You don't want me to come?
Rampaging Sister: Right.
Chengxun: I'll come over after you've gone to sleep.
Rampaging Sister: …
Looks like I need to lock the door tonight.
Thinking this, Wen Meimei put down her phone.