Everyone stretched their necks to look at Zeng Zhelan's phone and their eyes widened in shock.
"What the f*ck!" Goo Shengli was still holding the sausage in his mouth and cursing, "This news is too explosive! What the hell happened last night?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the grilled sausage fell from his mouth and into his bowl. The porridge was splashed out of the bowl.
Dai Huian hurriedly removed some tissues and handed them to him. "Look how excited you are. Do you have to go that far?"
When she finished speaking, she also looked at Zeng Zhelan's phone. Suddenly, a "pu" sound could be heard. Dai Huian immediately spat out her porridge and it landed on Han Cihui's face.
Han Cihui wiped the porridge on his face with the tissue. With Han Yuanjun here, he didn't dare be rude. He could only look at Dai Huian angrily. "Can you stop it? Let me tell you, if my face is covered with moss, you must accompany me with the rest of your life!"
