Feng Heng did not want to answer Feng Sheng when he saw Feng Sheng's questioning attitude.
However, he looked away in disdain. After thinking for a few seconds, he replied,"I slept with Feng Yihan."
When Feng Heng said this, his expression was especially asking for a beating. He was so arrogant that there was even a hint of showing off.
Seeing Feng Heng's attitude, Feng Yi's anger surged again. He lifted the armchair beside him and threw it at Feng Heng angrily.
"F * ck!" When Feng Heng saw Feng Yi's huge formation, he was so frightened that he hurriedly dodged to the side.
If he was really hit by such a large sofa, it would be fine if his legs were broken. If his waist was broken, he would have to lie in bed for the rest of his life.
Bang! Two loud bangs rang out. It was the sound of the sofa hitting the wall and then falling to the floor.
Feng Heng, who had just dodged to the side and was almost hit, kicked the sofa angrily.
