Hearing Gao Feng's voice rising from the inner room, Li Jiaoman withdrew her gaze that had been intently following Wang Chen's retreating figure.
As she turned around, the smile that had been on her face disappeared instantly, replaced by a trace of indignation!
While walking into the house, she pointed at Gao Feng and scolded angrily, "You still have the nerve to ask about Wang Chen?"
Arguing was, for Gao Feng and Li Jiaoman, a common occurrence.
Usually, Gao Feng had the upper hand, especially when he had been drinking. If Li Jiaoman annoyed him, he would not only curse at her but sometimes even get physical.
But today, Gao Feng was exceptionally silent without any rebuttals.
After all, he knew he was somewhat in the wrong.
Facing the displeased look from Li Jiaoman, Gao Feng pursed his lips, "I... I know that what I did today wasn't right.
