Mu Tiantian was startled by the man's gaze but still mustered the courage to stand up to him. "Hey, do you have any manners? Even if you're a colleague like me, you can't look at me like that, right?"
"If we became competitors, it would be your skill to intimidate me, but now, I'm still Yaoguang's classmate, and we have equal status. Tell me, what gives a pretty boy like you the right to look at me this way?"
"You're still looking? Do you believe I can have Yaoguang discipline you when we get back?"
Mu Tiantian bluffed with feigned authority, her heart racing with panic.
It must be said, Quan Jinbei, wearing a mask next to Shi Yaoguang, was indeed susceptible to misunderstandings.
If it were someone else, it wouldn't be so easily misunderstood.
But the problem lay in the fact that...
Shi Yaoguang's husband was famously frail.
As everyone knows, a frail person can't do much of anything.
Performing marital duties? That's even more impossible.
