C1285 The Lord Is a Saintly Man

"Such a little thing, a playboy. It even hinted that I should leave you. Tsk tsk, you really think I'm stupid. " Ann Wuyang clapped his hands and scoffed at Yu Jianmei's thoughts.

When Jiang Yong heard this, he was 50% convinced that Ann Wuyang's next sentence was because Ann Wuyang liked him so much that his IQ finally sensed that something was wrong with the others' words.

In the end