Xiang Ling'an gritted his teeth, trying but failing to hold back, reached out and pinched Feng Jiao's face, seething, "Am I shameless?"
Feng Jiao grimaced as he pinched her, struggling with his wrists and shouting unclearly, "Let go! Let go!"
"How long have you known that man, and you think he's good?" Xiang Ling'an didn't let go, instead pinching harder. He sneered, "Even calling him 'Mr. Fu'."
"If I'm not mistaken, this Mr. Fu is from the Fu family in Haicheng, right?"
Feng Jiao: "..."
Feng Jiao, thoroughly annoyed, forcefully slapped Xiang Ling'an's hand away and raised her voice, "You're prying into my affairs again!"
Xiang Ling'an looked innocent and countercharged, "I didn't! You were the one who mentioned him just now, and you even scolded me."
Feng Jiao's chest heaved with anger. She jumped off the hood of the car, kicked Xiang Ling'an hard, and stormed off, "Just wait! I'm going to find Yanyan to complain about you!"
She could no longer stay with Xiang Ling'an.
