"Which man? Jin Mingfeng? Ban the film emperor?" Tang Luo almost trembled as he drove.
A jealous man was indeed scary, especially Lord Four, who always kept his word.
However, Jin Mingfeng was wronged.
Tang Luo felt that Mingfeng did not do anything much. He only gave Miss Rongrong a small hug. He did not do anything out of the ordinary.
Perhaps it was just a friendly hug?
Mo Linyuan, who was sitting in the back seat, glanced at Tang Luo.
Tang Luo felt goosebumps all over his body. Lord Four's gaze was lethal enough.
"Master, are you jealous?" Assistant Tang, who was not afraid of death, could not help but ask, "Since you're jealous, why did you tell Miss Rongrong that she could hug whomever she wanted?"
"Do you need me to sew up your mouth with a needle?"
"No need!"
Tang Luo was rendered speechless.
