Tang Feng asked himself, he was a man who couldn't stand to see a woman cry.
But at the same time, Tang Feng was also someone who couldn't tolerate being threatened by others.
When these two aspects occurred at the same time, Tang Feng would undoubtedly act according to his own bottom line.
He asked himself, when this woman threatened him, considering her tone carried a hint of coquetry, he had already given her a way out.
Since this woman arrogantly believed that he, Tang Feng, should be content, and even grateful, and felt wronged herself, she could let those bastards who wanted to kiss her stinky feet fawn over her.
During WeChat conversations, the impression this woman gave him was completely different from now.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be here waiting for her.
Tang Feng laughed coldly.
He loosened the hand the woman had wrapped around his neck, turned around, and walked into the bedroom.
