Hearing Liu Daqiang's words, Murong Fenghua's heart clenched fiercely.
Luckily, as a woman with rather strong psychological resilience, and having not had any substantial relations with Zhang Xiaomeng, she quickly adjusted her expression and glared angrily at Liu Daqiang:
"Liu Daqiang, what are you saying? Don't judge others by your own low standards."
"Haha. I think you must have had an affair with that boy. You shameless woman, you dare cuckold me, I won't let you off," Liu Daqiang roared, his face twisted with fury.
The ferocity on Liu Daqiang's face initially caused a twinge of guilt in Murong Fenghua, but as she looked at his monstrous expression, her heart instead turned cold.
Her gaze calm, she spoke to Liu Daqiang in a detached tone:
"I have three points to make. First, I have not done 'that sort of thing' with Zhang Xiaomeng. I am a woman of principles, do not slander me so casually."
