Cheng Xiyue and Zhou Fei were left behind, feeling petrified.
A while later, Zhou Fei finally spoke up.
"Since when did the second master change his taste?"
He had been deeply shocked when he saw the pink rabbit slippers on Ning Li's feet.
Cheng Xiyue sent him a mocking glance and scoffed, "If you have the time to think about that, why don't you think about what he has gotten you after so many years of friendship? Did he even buy you a plastic bag before?"
Fortunately, Zhou Fei had not said it in front of Lu Huaiyu, or he would have to leave in an ambulance.
Zhou Fei's eyes twitched. It was not hurtful but was extremely insulting.
"Me? What about you? You said only a handful of people know the password to his door! How did Ning Li come in?"
Cheng Xiyue felt as if he had been slapped, but he had a strong mentality. He was able to adjust his emotions accordingly and prepare himself for any kind of situation.
