Ning Zijin shook her head in shock: "Mom, what are you talking about? How could I do such a thing? You can't dump the dirt on me just to clear your own name." With her back to Ye Wenyong and Ye Feng, Ning Zijin's eyes were full of provocative smiles.
"It's you, it must be you, you little bitch, don't think I don't know what you're thinking..." Feng Dai was provoked and suddenly charged at Ning Zijin. Ning Zijin hurriedly retreated, but she stepped into empty air and was about to fall to the ground.
"Jinjin." Ye Feng shouted and quickly ran over to catch Ning Zijin in his arms. Turning around, his cheek was scratched by Feng Dai's nails. Both of them fell to the ground, with Ye Feng cushioning the impact and Ning Zijin on top of him.
Feng Dai was stunned and subconsciously walked over: "Feng'er, are you okay?"
Ye Feng didn't even glance at her, looking worriedly at Ning Zijin and asked anxiously, "Jinjin, are you hurt?"
