She lay next to Wang Jie, her face filled with happiness and satisfaction as she operated.
"What a donkey you are, no wonder Li Juan clings to you so desperately."
"If you wanted me as your mother-in-law, you'd definitely stick with me."
As she spoke, Zhang Meijuan slowly sat up on the bed, then dismantled the miniature camera Zhang Jun had given her, immediately snapped the memory card inside, and threw all the pieces into the trash can.
The hangover soup was just left on the bed, completely untouched, as Zhang Meijuan returned to her room to rest.
The next day, Zhang Jun came up from the basement, feeling refreshed and comfortable, stretching his body and shaking his head.
"Damn, the woman today made it really comfortable serving an old man."
"Get a few guys and weapons, and deal with Wang Jie severely. Meijuan should have already taken care of things."