Watching Wang Weixi tidying up alone, it was the first time that Chen Kexin had felt that she was so clumsy. She felt too upset to coquet.

Yi Duanfang folded his arms, staring at Wang Weixi, who was busy at the moment, with a sneer. He lamented that his best friend married such a useless woman. He didn't like Chen Kexin that much. It was not easy for him to develop a slightly better relationship with her. He just accomplished it in the morning, but it had been ruined by Chen Kexin at ...