Cough, the truth is, seeing him with his red face and thick neck in his rush, Lian Qiao felt like her heart was bursting with laughter.
But then again?
If she didn't seize the opportunity to give him a proper dressing down, would she be Lian Qiao?
Puckering her lips, with the unserious look of a little hooligan, Lian Qiao snorted in disdain at him.
"Yo, yo, getting all worked up! If you didn't do anything bad, what's there to panic about, feeling guilty?"
"Lian Qiao!"
Grinding his teeth, rage and impatience filled Xing Liehuo's heart.
He remembered telling her that he, Xing Liehuo, would be absolutely loyal to his family, his marriage, and to her, Lian Qiao. How could he possibly cheat? Was he that kind of man? Did the girl really not trust him at all?
In a burst of anger, Xing Liehuo stepped closer to her, his frowning face as stern as a lit gas cylinder...
Dangerous!
