"We've met before."
Chen Ziyang smiled.
Before Xiaofeng could react, he added, "Just now, at Night Charm."
Suddenly, Xiaofeng caught on.
He stared at Chen Ziyang for a long time before he suddenly bellowed, "You're He Yuxin's man?"
"Remember now, eh?"
Chen Ziyang sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and pointed at Chu Yao, "Journalist Chu used a product from my company. Due to improper use, she suffered some negative effects. So yes, I came here today indeed to treat her."
Xiaofeng was no longer listening.
His eyes were filled with jealousy.
That delicate rose, He Yuxin, had been touched by this jerk in front of him!
And now this man was in his girlfriend's house, hiding in the closet!
Why should you have all the good stuff to yourself?!
"You think I'm a three-year-old kid?"
Xiaofeng suddenly said maliciously, "Today, if you don't give me two hundred thousand, I'll tell President He about this!"
He wasn't stupid.
