"Of course, you were a woman before, just not very feminine..." Ye Feng said with a mischievous grin.
Xu Qing, upon hearing this, gripped the kitchen knife she held tightly, restraining her anger, she managed to control herself and didn't throw the knife at Ye Feng.
Every time she gave this guy three minutes of good grace, he'd immediately create a reason for her to lose her composure. And it was only this infuriating fellow who could make her lose her sense of measure.
In the past, although she had been around many men, nothing like this had ever happened.
Ding-ling-ling...
Before Xu Qing could respond, her phone placed on the table suddenly rang.
"Hello, who's this?" She took a deep breath, calmed her mind, glanced at the screen, and after finding it was an unfamiliar number, she picked up the phone to answer.
"Qingqing, it's me." A very magnetic male voice came from the other end of the phone.
