For a moment, the hand movements on Zhang Hei's shoulders stopped after Zhang Hei finished asking his questions. Zhang Hei was even nervous when the young man didn't immediately answer his curiosity, but then he could feel how those hands continued to move to give him a pleasant massage.
"Those people didn't keep pestering me with such questions," Jun finally answered, and Zhang Hei almost heaved a sigh of relief if the young man didn't continue talking, "But they came to me to question my relationship with Ren Qiao Lian instead."
The flames of jealousy in Zhang Hei's heart once again rolled everywhere almost making Zhang Hei snap at the young man, but he managed to hold on to his last bit of patience as he replied, "So, how did you answer that question?"
