Her heart twisted in pain, and she decided to ignore Dongfang Li and walk straight out of there, because at this moment, no matter what she said, she would just be a clown in front of Dongfang Li, providing endless amusement for her.
But Dongfang Li, sensing an opportunity, was not about to let such a rare chance to ridicule her slip by.
"Indeed, what kind of boyfriend would bet his own woman as a stake to another man?"
Listening to her cold mockery, Feng Jinglei clenched her hand hanging by her side.
Her patience was quite commendable, especially at this time; saying one more word would just give Dongfang Li another reason to ridicule her.
Taking a deep breath, Feng Jinglei continued to step forward.
Dongfang Li seemed to understand her reluctance to speak and didn't get angry, but instead watched her back with a smug smile.
