At this time, Zhou Keke’s cell phone rang. Zhou Keke looked at the call, glanced at Jian Sangyu, and then picked it up.
Jian Sangyu’s attention was on Lan Xue, and she didn’t notice that Zhou Keke answered the call at all.
Lan Xue shook her head, “Mr. Wu was like a fat-headed and big-eared person when she was fifty years old, with a belly like a pregnancy of May, her face was old and had nothing to do with handsomeness, and even more so with elegance. If you really want to describe him, she was just a greasy middle-aged man.”
Lan Xue spread her hands, “Anyway, this is my impression of Mr. Wu back then. Later, I have been in school and have never contacted him again, so I don’t know if he has lost weight in the past few years. Moreover, Mr. Wu is also quite low-key. He hardly appears on interviews and can’t see him on TV.”
Jian Sangyu said a long time.
“Greasy old uncle in his fifties… um…” Chen Shufeng’s taste is so heavy~
Jian Sangyu felt a lot of emotion.
“If my Gu Chen was in his fifties, he had a pleated face and a disfigured figure, I would have despised him…”
Before Jian Sangyu could finish his words, Zhou Keke suddenly raised his voice and shouted at her.
“Sangyu, Mr. Gu asked you to answer the phone!”
Zhou Keke held up his forehead. When she handed over the phone just now, she really didn’t expect Jian Sangyu to suddenly say something like this. Zhou Keke thought silently in his heart, begging for the psychological shadow of Mr. Gu on the other end of his phone.
This is not old yet, I have heard that my wife dislikes her as she becomes less handsome when she is old.
Jian Sangyu stared at the phone handed over by Zhou Keke for a second, and then squeezed her eyes at Zhou Keke.
“Sangyu, please save money. As long as Mr. Gu is not deaf, he will hear everything you said just now.” Zhou Keke made Jian Sangyu accept his fate.
Jian Sangyu swallowed, then slowly reached out to take Zhou Keke’s cell phone over, put it in his ear and fed it.