"Uncle Cheng?"
"Which Uncle Cheng?"
"Cheng Yue?"
"Yeah, it's probably that brat!"
The Yan Family members fully exercised their wisdom, speculating about the situation.
They unanimously concluded that the Uncle Cheng Ning Chenyang mentioned was probably Cheng Yue.
"Yan Huan! Come here right now!" Feng Yuzhi's face suddenly turned as gloomy and scary as the weather in June.
As soon as Yan Huan heard that Comrade Feng had called her, she knew she wasn't going to have a good time.
She knew she'd have to go up and listen earnestly to Comrade Feng's teachings.
Sure enough.
Upon reaching upstairs, Feng Yuzhi shut the door, crossed her arms in front of her chest, and stared at Yan Huan with the full force of her authority, "Be honest, what's going on with you and Cheng Yue?"
"What's going on? What am I supposed to say?" Yan Huan chuckled awkwardly.
