Long Xiangxiang's face was slightly pale; she felt extremely wronged.
Seeing Long Xiangxiang's devastated look and her unmoving figure on the floor, Chen Feng immediately barked, "What are you still sitting around for? Get on with mopping the floor."
"I...I'll mop."
Long Xiangxiang gritted her teeth, choosing temporary submission.
Because she was afraid of death!
But death wasn't the most terrifying thing. What scared her more was the worry that Chen Feng would brutally toss her down an alleyway.
Hence, Long Xiangxiang dared not retort, promptly washing the mop and then mopping the floor in earnest.
Chen Feng sat on the chair previously used by Long Xiangxiang, crossing his legs while watching her mop.
"When will your brother arrive?"
Chen Feng suddenly asked while Long Xiangxiang was mopping.
Long Xiangxiang started, then hastily said, "He... he won't come."
"Trying to trick me? Use your brain, will you." Chen Feng indifferently said.
Long Xiangxiang remained silent!
