Nie Heng said, "The North American social circle is very wild. Are you going to let your little canary run amok? Aren't you afraid that she'll be overwhelmed by temptation and run away with someone else? If she runs away, she won't fly back."
"She won't be overwhelmed by temptation by my side?" Cheng Lang closed his eyes again. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly at the recollection of last night. He said hoarsely, "Xing Shu isn't that superficial."
Nie Heng was biased against Xing Shu. After all, the first time they had met, Xing Shu had boldly schemed against Cheng Lang and even shamelessly admitted that she was Cheng Lang's mistress. Of course, Nie Heng knew that Xing Shu was not. There were so many people in Beijing who wanted to bed Cheng Lang, but most of them only thought about it and did not dare to take action. Hence, Nie Heng really wanted to know if Xing Shu could succeed. If she succeeded, would Cheng Lang kill Xing Shu when he woke up?
