Zhang Xue turned her head and slapped Li Feng, "Li Feng, don't get too cocky."
Li Feng caught Zhang Xue's wrist and squinted at her, "Am I getting cocky? Zhang Xue, do you still think you're above everyone else?"
"I love you, and you're the goddess."
"I don't love you, you're just a piece of shit."
Li Feng coldly released Zhang Xue's wrist, stood up, and looked down at Zhang Xue sitting on the ground, "Get out of here. Your very presence is revolting."
"Li Feng."
"Drag her out."
Li Feng waved his hand, and Bai He, who was stationed at the entrance, heard the command, ordering the security guards to storm into the living room and grab Zhang Xue by the shoulders without any pity.
"Li Feng, you successful bastard, bootlicker, you just wait."
