Some people he had nearly forgotten, after all, they had only met briefly.
But to run into someone in the vast sea of people, that was fate.
However, she seemed not to be alone, there was also a fat man with her.
He only heard him say, "Song Keqing, are you dead or what? Hurry up and come check this out for me."
Tang Feng gave the man a glance, noting that though his features were acceptable, his figure had excessively ballooned.
Song Keqing's face soured, "Zhou Qian, watch your tone."
"Humph, don't think I don't know what you're up to all day. Dreaming about divorce? Forget it," the fat man said sneeringly.
"That's not up to you; I'm already proceeding through legal channels."
"Ha—thinking that you can rely on procedures? Then forget even more about it, don't forget who I am," the fat man chuckled.
"Just you wait."
