"Prince Long, I'm glad we meet again!" Zhuo Yifan glanced at Zhao Zhengyang, then turned to the smiling Prince Long, nodded and smiled.
"I didn't expect Brother Zhuo to have the leisure to call me over for a chat at this time! I wonder what Brother Zhuo wants to talk to me about?" Prince Long chuckled and asked lightly, with a trace of ridicule and disdain in his eyes.
.In his opinion, Zhuo Yifan is now at his wits end.
"Just chatting and talking nonsense. Just talk about whatever you want. The point is, we sit together!" Zhuo Yifan explained disapprovingly.
Prince Long was stunned when he heard this. He didn't mention why Zhuo Yifan sat down, but he saw that Zhuo Yifan and Xie Dongting had already sat down opposite him and Zhao Zhengyang unceremoniously.
"Zhuo Yifan, you didn't expect us to meet so soon, right? It's a lot of words," Zhao Zhengming said with a smile.
"Yeah, I didn't expect to see you here! When did you hook up with Prince Long?" Zhuo Yifan said this without politeness. He didn't need to give any face to Zhao Zhengyang.
"Zhuo Yifan, please explain, what is hooking up?" Zhao Zhengyang's face darkened when he heard this, and he asked in a cold voice.
"Is this a hookup? Go back and ask your mother, maybe he knows very well!" Zhuo Yifan explained noncommittally.
"Keep your mouth clean for me. Your mother is the vixen who is good at seducing!" Zhao Zhengyang almost got his nose twisted in anger, slapped the table and stood up from the stool.[
"Hey...Brother Zhao, Brother Zhuo is just joking with you, why do you have to take it seriously? This is also beneath your status as the eldest son of the Zhao family! Sit down and talk!" Prince Long said with a sneer in his eyes at this time.
Even though Zhao Zhengyang was essentially not qualified to sit here and talk to them, after all, he was still needed for some things, so he still had to give face! What's more, he really got Zhuo Yifan into trouble.
It can kill him in seconds. Although it won't kill him, it is still possible to beat Zhao Zhengyang into a pig's head with a few slaps. And Zhao Zhengyang is following him, so wouldn't he be very embarrassed?
"Prince Long can still talk. You dog's problem of being unable to spit out ivory needs to be corrected. When you have free time, you can also show Prince Long the stunt of spitting out ivory!" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but laugh out loud when he heard this.
smiled.
Zhao Zhengyang was dissuaded by Prince Long, and his original anger was slowly suppressed. But who would have thought that Zhuo Yifan would humiliate him like this. He was so angry that he wanted to curse again, but Prince Long stopped him.
Caught his arm.
"Humph, Zhuo Yifan, if I don't show off my words to you, that's the behavior of a shrew! You came to see the prince today, shouldn't you be talking about such nonsense? It's a lot of words." Zhao Zhengyang sat down angrily.
He came down and asked angrily.
"What did I say to Prince Long, and what does it have to do with you? Who are you, the onion, or the garlic? All the business is ours? I see you can not only spit out ivory, but also spit out ivory.
Catch mice!" Zhuo Yifan sneered disapprovingly.
If he says he can catch mice, doesn't that mean a dog catches mice? Well, this is likening himself to a dog again. Zhao Zhengyang, who is always used to compliments, has never experienced such cowardice?
"Keep your mouth clean!" Zhao Zhengyang slapped the table and scolded him dissatisfiedly.
Prince Long's face also darkened. Zhao Zhengyang was his now, and anyone with a discerning eye would know this at a glance. Zhuo Yifan ridiculed Zhao Zhengyang in front of him, making it clear that he was not giving him face.
