"I asked you, why did you hit someone!"
Lu Shuang frowned. Her meaning was clear: hitting someone without cause was illegal, and even if the man was a thief, it should have been handled by the police. Ye Xiaofei shouldn't have resorted to violence to subdue him.
"That question is really profound."
Ye Xiaofei saw Lu Shuang's tone become more forceful and a mocking smile tugged at the corner of his mouth as he casually said, "I like hitting people."
"What kind of attitude is that!"
Lu Shuang was so angry she felt like her lungs were about to explode. Ye Xiaofei was being completely uncooperative. She slammed her palm down on the table and yelled.
When she got angry, her chest trembled continuously with the force that came back through her arms.
"So fierce, such chest!"
Ye Xiaofei narrowed his eyes and stared at Lu Shuang's heaving bust, smacking his lips in admiration. He hadn't observed closely before; she was rather well-endowed.
