Xin Ziao tapped the cigarette ash off his stick and some of it fell on his pants. His gaze was calm. "Don't throw a tantrum at me just because you're in a bad mood."
"Xin Ziao, you're really sly." Li Shaobin really wanted to rip his face apart. "You didn't dare to do it yourself so you made someone else do it. Are you a man?"
"You just need to go home and ask Ruan Yang about that if you want to find out." Xin Ziao scoffed.
Li Shaobin could only feel his brain buzzing and he picked up the ashtray on the table.
Song Chuyi tried with all his might to grab that ashtray and glared at him. "Don't be rash."
"Old Song, let go of me." Li Shaobin struggled. His anger had already taken over all his rationality.
Xin Ziao continued standing there as he smoked his cigarette calmly. "Why are you so agitated? I was merely stating the facts. Since you wanted to get Ruan Yang to be your girlfriend, you have to accept the truth."
