As Qiao Yaruan exited the hospital, she was blocked from going forward by someone.
Qiao Yaruan looked down and watched as the car's window slid open. When her eyes landed on the person in the car, she remembered the conversation that she had just heard. She could not resist a cold scoff in her heart. This man's personality was just as vulgar as he seemed.
"King Feng of the Silver Screen, your onscreen performance is truly similar to your performance in real life. You just love talking smack about people behind their backs, don't you?" Qiao Yaruan sneered in ridicule.
Feng Feng frowned. "What're you going on about now?"
Qiao Yaruan stared at his innocent-looking face. She then swiftly threw the audio recorder pen at him. "Listen carefully, a couple of big, strong men are manipulating a little maiden. What a disgusting bunch." Qiao Yaruan angrily retorted before she walked away from his car and left the place.
