“I want you to give me that!” Tian Bin turned furious.
“I’ll give, I’ll give, I’ll give! I won’t bother about you anymore!” Tian Bin’s wife was frustrated as well.
Their conversation had been clearly heard by Zhang Ye and it made him a little intolerable. He knew that this call of his was made at the wrong time. He could tell that Tian Bin had not had it easy for the past few days. He had lost his job and still couldn’t find a new one yet. As the saying goes, in peaceful times, everything is fine. And it was the same the other way round; a poor couple, a lifetime of misery. The two of them must have had countless arguments in recent days.
“Hello.” Tian Bin answered. His voice was a little cold, “What’s the matter?”
Zhang Ye hesitated a little, but went ahead, “Teacher Tian, thanks for the other day.”
Tian Bin played the fool, “Which matter from what day?”
“The publisher’s number.” Zhang Ye reminded him.
Tian Bin frowned, “That Xiaofang, I repeatedly instructed her not to say that it was me. Forget it. You don’t need to thank me; it was not a big matter.”
“Have you had dinner?”