Cheng Lang gave his permission to fire her? Cheng Lang actually hid in a woman's bedroom. How was that possible? He was so unattainable. Feng Jian's eyes instantly turned red. "Aren't you afraid that I'll tell Cheng Xingyang about this? You dare to seduce his Young Uncle? You're really bonkers. How could Cheng Lang like you? You're so dirty…"
Xing Shu raised her eyebrows and slowly let go of Feng Jian's hand. "But the truth is, Cheng Lang enjoyed bedding me."
Every word pierced Feng Jian's heart like a knife. Feng Jian still had not recovered from her shock by the time she was taken into custody by the police. She was utterly devastated and suffered a complete mental breakdown.
When the police handcuffed Feng Jian's wrist, they heard her mutter softly, "Impossible… Impossible… Why would he like you… Why would he touch you…"
