บท 32: Messy love life

Looking at Yan Yuling's back, Feng Zhexuan always felt that something was wrong with the way she looked at him and Wei Zheming. But he couldn't pinpoint the problem even after thinking for a long time.

After she left, Wei Zheming looked at his friend with pity and said, "Zhexuan, it seems that your future road of chasing your wife will be full of challenges."

Feng Zhexuan raised his eyebrows and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Wei Zheming patted his friend's shoulder and said with a sigh, "Brother, although I have never seen pigs flying, I have seen pigs running." 

"Your iron tree has a hard time blooming yet after it's bloomed, you have encountered another iron flower which hasn't bloomed yet. Miss Yan seems to have believed the rumors," he added with a sigh.

Feng Zhexuan ignored his friend's words, took out his vibrating phone and said, "Stay with him, I need to answer this call."