Zhang Chi said: "Are you planning to eat for free?"

Fang Dahang said with a sad face: "That's not the case. She has already lied to others about it. Why the hell can't I be the taker?"

Zhang Chi said: "I understand, you've tricked me!"

Fang Dahang said: "If I want to be green, she will be green for me. I was sincere to her at the beginning, but when I met a good guy, he kicked me out, and now I think I'm good. You don't know, I'm really a victim,

I'm so busy all day long and under so much pressure, and you won't introduce me to a partner, and she's so proactive, are you relying on me?"

"It's not up to you, it's up to me! Look at your stubbornness, please explain it to me quickly."

Fang Dahang nodded, and the call came back. After chatting for a while, Fang Dahang hung up the phone and his face turned green.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing, just that she is getting married."

"Damn it, you're so big-hearted, are you going to go back for the wedding banquet?"

Fang Dahang shook his head, his whole body felt bad. Zhang Chi now really believed that this guy was a victim and clinked glasses with him.

Fang Dahang drank a glass of wine and felt a little depressed.

Zhang Daxian comforted Fang Dahang and said: "Have you ever heard of a joke that men are divided into four types: tires, spare tires, jacks, and pumps."

Fang Dahang nodded. He knew that the tire was his real boyfriend, Zhang Chi was Qi Bing's tire, and Shen Jiawei was Xu Wanqiu's spare tire. Who was he? A jack? Fortunately, it wasn't a pump. I didn't think of him until the time of abortion. Thinking of this
Chapter completed!