Xiao Xingyu listened with veins bulging, stood up from the rolling machine where he was working, and wiped his right hand with the towel on the workbench with an extremely grim expression. After wiping it about 70% clean, he switched to his left hand. Finally, he saw that there were still a few muddy fingerprints on the phone, and he got angry. He swung the phone and smashed it out!

The phone hit the wall violently and fell heavily to the ground.

"What's wrong, Brother Yu?" Xiaowa's voice came from the phone lying on the ground, "Brother Yu? What happened, Brother Yu? Brother Yu! Brother Yu!..."

Xiao Xingyu cursed "Fuck", but he didn't even smash his phone!

Xiao Wa kept shouting "Brother Yu, Brother Yu" on the ground. Xiao Xingyu stood there for a while, thinking back that he had been like an idiot for the past two months.

Maybe in the eyes of a woman like Zhang Moyan who only cares about stability, the young reporter is really more reliable than a celebrity like him who attracts attention because of his status.

He suppressed his emotions and picked up the phone again. Before Xiao Wa could yell "Brother Yu" for the hundredth time, Xiao Xingyu finally responded to him: "Okay, call it a day. From now on, you don't have to talk to her anymore!"

After saying that, he hung up the call.

That’s right, reason cannot always prevail over emotion.

At the same time in the box.

Teacher Xu held Zhang Moyan and Jin Xueyang's hands and finished her congratulatory speech. After everyone's warm applause, Teacher Xu said with a hint of regret: "Marriage is a major event in your lives. On such an important day, you should invite your parents and elders to be present so that they can witness and feel this joy together. With the elders' blessings, your future will be even happier."

The alumni around him nodded in agreement, following the teacher's lead.

Speaking of parents, this can be said to be Zhang Moyan's weakness. She looked up at Jin Xueyang a little awkwardly, and found that Jin Xueyang looked at her with a strange expression.

"Mo Yan," Jin Xueyang said hesitantly, as if he had done something wrong. "Actually, I've invited two more people today."

"?" Zhang Moyan looked at him in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Jin Xueyang turned around under her gaze and gestured to the door.

The people surrounding the door automatically separated into two sides, and through the empty gap, Chen Guanfu and Fujiwara Nanako walked into the scene.

Zhang Moyan's mind swelled, and the smile on her face froze instantly.