Feng Jun didn't know who Zhou Xiaotong was, but one look at Yuan Huapeng's face told him not to mess with her.
Xiao Sai chuckled wryly and whispered, "I don't know either. I wonder why she came here today; she's in the private room."
So there were private rooms here, completely separate from the main area. The music from outside couldn't be heard, and inside was a KTV.
Xiao Sai said a few more things, apologized, and hurriedly got up to leave.
Yuan Huapeng lifted his drink, took a sip of beer, and turned to glance at Feng Jun, "How about we change locations and sing some songs?"
Feng Jun looked at him and chuckled, "What's the matter, ran into an old flame? Or are you worried... it'll reach Li Ting's ears?"
"She's just a kid, only twenty-five or twenty-six," Yuan Huapeng said leisurely, "Indeed pretty, but perhaps not the type you like."
"Pretty?" Feng Jun was startled, then laughed, "Girls her age are probably most infatuated with the 'uncle' type like you, right?"
