The large black car body slowly drove out from its parking spot, and as it passed the Jeep Wrangler, Xiao Ming rolled down the window and grinned at Zhou Xialan.
"Oh right, do you know why I laughed earlier? Because I suddenly remembered that just a couple of days ago, Feng Haoyu had made a point of emphasizing that he was single.
So I'm really curious, you say he's your boyfriend—does he know that?"
Zhou Xialan's eyes bulged, and she turned her face to interrogate Feng Haoyu, "Is what he said true? Have you really been portraying yourself as single on the outside?"
"Oh come on, are you still causing a scene at this hour?"
"Fine! Feng Haoyu, you're yelling at me! I knew you were full of tricks, flirting around everywhere, getting me pregnant and then pressuring me to have an abortion, you bastard, I'm going to fight you!"
Zhou Xialan let out a cry and pounced on Feng Haoyu, scratching his face a few times.
