Xue Wanren strolled over with measured steps, sneered a couple of times, and then whispered to Feng Xiangdong: "What's going on?"
Feng Xiangdong rubbed his head, looking miserable.
"Let's talk in the room."
Xue Wanren immediately knew something was fishy and didn't ask further. Of course, he wouldn't dare provoke Zhao Ying'er.
Then he saw Qiu Yunshang walking into the Internal Affairs Room with an elegant, unhurried stride.
Immediately, a cool, clear voice said: "It's really strange, a scion of a prestigious family, can't he survive the sight of a woman? Doesn't he investigate if she's married or not? Or is he just keen on being humiliated by someone else? Where's his dignity?"
Qiu Yunshang came out looking dejected.
His face was green and white: "She belongs to someone?"
Everyone reacted as if struck by lightning: "Goodness... We really didn't know. Feng Xiangdong, that damn bastard, didn't say a word."
