Feng Zhiwei was clearly displeased, and she made no effort to hide her thoughts as she glared at Ning Yi.
"How could you request such a shameless …" Feng Zhiwei heard herself say in a trance, and for a moment she was not sure whether she had actually spoken or not. Flicking her hair and turning away from the insufferable man, she bumped into Helian Zheng. The Hu Zhuo Prince smiled as he grabbed her hand, calmly declaring: "She is my fiancée, why would she sit with you? After provoking half the women of Dijing, you now want to lay your hands on my woman? Your skills are better spent on those pink dolls of yours." Helian Zheng pointed at Qiu Yuluo with his chin, laughing as he pulled Feng Zhiwei's hand and turned.
