Even though the speakerphone was turned off, Qi Lun's voice still came out from the receiver, vaguely tempting.
The atmosphere at the scene was a bit awkward. Logan Wen's eyes fell on Aiden Yu's face, but he didn't dare to look at him seriously, so he quickly slid away and said, "Sorry."
Aiden Yu was still generous, but at this moment, his generosity seemed to lack some soul. "It's okay, you can talk on the phone."
Logan Wen hummed, took the phone and got out of bed. The phone was pressed to his ear, and he walked out while talking, lowering his voice to ensure that the other person not far away could not hear. "Brother, I said, this is my private matter, I don't want to and I have no obligation to talk to you about my private affairs."
On the phone, Qi Lun calmly replied, "The ex-husband is fake."
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