Ji Nanfeng gave Wei Shaoqin a glance, reseated himself, and continued to leisurely smoke. Everyone sensed the tension in the air growing thick, especially after Ji Nanfeng had lost his temper, so they took the injured person and left the room. For a moment, only Ji Nanfeng, Wei Shaoqin, and Su Mu remained.
Tired of playing charades with Wei Shaoqin, Ji Nanfeng got straight to the point:
"I already know why you called me here today, but do you really think you'll get an answer from me?"
"You've already told me," Wei Shaoqin glanced at Su Mu and took his seat again, "Didn't your attitude just now say it all? Su Mu and Fu Shinian must have a deep connection; otherwise, you wouldn't have gotten so angry."
"Since you know, then you don't need me to tell you what to do. She's not a woman you can touch."
Wei Shaoqin looked at Su Mu and gave a slight smile:
"What if I insist on touching?"
Ji Nanfeng narrowed his eyes: "Are you tired of living?"
