"Yurou, whatever is between you and me, do not drag Comrade Gu into it." Song Zhishu spoke with a stern expression.
"Ha!" Fu Yurou let out a cold laugh. "Should I call it a meeting of minds or a telepathic connection? You two even say the exact same things."
"Yurou, I don't want to argue with you." Song Zhishu let out a deep sigh. He had always considered himself a civilized person who believed any issue could be resolved by sitting down and talking it through. But Fu Yurou’s aggressive posturing made him deeply uncomfortable; it was as if he were dealing with a common street shrew.
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