Fu Xiaoxiao was good-looking, and Cheng An in front of her was also pretty handsome.
However, Cheng An didn't have any temperament at all. He couldn't even compare to Fu Hang's toe.
The smile on Song Xia's face grewn brighter. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked curiously, "Young Master Fu, what's the matter?"
Cheng An stood up straight and said, "I saw everything that happened just now."
The smile on Song Xia's face disappeared in an instant. She looked at Cheng An gloomily. "Are you here to mock me?"
"Miss Song, you have misunderstood." Cheng An quickly explained, "Of course, I didn't mean that. I just want to talk to you about cooperation."
