At that moment, Zhou Zidong took out a stack of cash from his pocket and stuffed it into Xu Fan's shirt pocket, smiling, "Don't be angry, I didn't mean to offend you with my words, I just wanted to remind you to be content and drive well. Life can still be very good, understand?"
After saying that, he arrogantly stopped looking at Xu Fan, smiled warmly at Xia Xiaodie, and moved to take her arm.
"Alright, Xiaodie, it's getting late, let's go in... uh..."
Before his hand even grazed Xia Xiaodie, she kept a cold face and quickly brushed his hand away.
"Uh, Xiaodie, what's this?"
Xu Fan was watching from the side, and seeing Zhou Zidong being rejected like that, he couldn't help but feel his face grow a bit unsightly.
Xia Xiaodie's impression of Zhou Zidong had never been good, and now, his insulting Xu Fan in front of her was absolutely intolerable.
Even if today's soirée yielded no results, she refused to put up with it!
"Zhou Zidong, since when were we close?"
