Zhuo Junyue felt even more agitated when he heard Feng Youjia's words. "Getting emotional, am I? I am? Is there something wrong with your eyes? Which eye saw me get emotional?"
Feng Youjia was very defensive and apprehensive, thinking to himself, isn't he clearly upset now?
Recently, an extremely serious issue arose in the South City project which led to the decline in Zhuo Group's stocks, but Zhuo Junyue had not appeared to be this anxious.
His eyes weren't the problem. Both his eyes had seen it clearly, okay?
However, even if Feng Youjia had the courage of ten men, he wouldn't dare to voice this out.
"Young Master, the mistress just had a meal with Xiao Hei. They didn't do anything else. Could it be that there's a misunderstanding?"
"Misunderstanding? She didn't come home all of last night. She even admitted herself that she slept at his house, what is there to misunderstand? Do I have to catch them in bed together for it to be a misunderstanding?"
