"Goddamnit, you idiot!" She angrily snapped when she stood next to him. "What do you think you're doing?" Zhou Feng saw her anger and subconsciously found it cute. He wanted to embrace her after seeing her interact with Zhou Lang.
"Xiahu Yunhua, sit next to me in the venue." He coldly demanded, reaching for her hand.
Swiftly dodging, Xiao Yunhua wondered if he had gone mad. "Zhou Lang recognizes me with this mask! Besides, your fiancée is there! Zhou Feng, what do you mean of this?"
What answered her was silence. Zhou Feng's frigid eyes held no emotion other than the spark of jealousy that the system kept reminding her of. He crossed his arms and said, "Let's leave then."
