Tang Tianjiao: "Yeye, the internet was all about you and your boyfriend recently, how's that going?"
Xia Ye didn't know what she was asking about, "How's what?"
Despite Tang Tianjiao's tomboyish demeanor, she had read her share of gossip, "You and Mr. Jiang? You two have been together for a while now, right? How does it feel? Don't be stingy, come on, spill the beans to your sister."
Jiang Xuan glanced at Xia Ye discreetly, and Xia Ye, facing his gaze, responded to the phone with four words: "Rich, big, bold, rough."
Who knew that such a formal answer could still inspire Tang Tianjiao, whose mind was filled with risqué thoughts, to tease further: "'Rich and 'rough?' Which kind of 'rough'? Is it... size?"
Since it was a voice message, Tang Tianjiao went around and around, and Xia Ye didn't know what she was talking about.
