C156 Forthright

Zhang Yang raised his eyebrows. Although he wasn't angry, he was still unhappy.

However, he was not a popinjay, nor was he a pushover. In this era where information exploded, this was reality. Many people had this kind of common ailment.

Laughter rang out. Ouyang Zhanyan had already walked in but did not approach. She even pretended not to know Zhang Yang