Inside the private room, Chen Feng could have guessed what Yang Hongxue, who was outside, might be scheming. But, Chen Feng did not care.
As trivial as her, Chen Feng didn't even blink an eye to her.
Ming Yue, on the other hand, was very worried, frequently looking outside and not being able to enjoy her meal.
Twenty minutes passed, and several million-dollar cars pulled up outside.
Then, from the cars, a group of young men stepped out. The man leading the pack was bare-chested, had a buzz-cut, and penetrating eyes. His name was Xi Tian, the grandson of Xi Chong.
"Husband, you've finally arrived."
Yang Hongxue instantly clung onto him.
"Baby, your face doesn't hurt, does it?"
Xi Tian gently touched the cheek of Yang Hongxue.
"It hurts. Hurts really bad. Wah…"
Yang Hongxue replied with a pitiful face.
Seeing this, Xi Tian hurriedly and softly comforted Yang Hongxue, caressingly.
Li Ying and Wei Ling on the side watched with envy.
