He Chuan had been minding his own business, thinking he was out of the woods, when suddenly, like a bolt out of the blue, Feng Qiang took a potshot at him.
Yun Fei and Li Mengying exchanged glances, realizing they had forgotten about this little punk, Feng Qiang. How could he lack such awareness? With everything that was happening, he really wasn't afraid to stir the pot, apparently clueless about the need for discretion.
Seeing this, they could only face the situation with resignation. It had come to this point: when there are too many lice, there's no point in scratching. Just do it!
Ling Fan's eyes widened, and he feigned anger at the two women, "What do I have to fear with me here, daring to conspire with an outsider and hide things from me, see how I deal with you two afterwards!"
Upon hearing this, Yun Fei and Li Mengying's hearts skipped a beat, that was a heavy accusation...
