Feng Wu threw his hand off and brushed it away with her sleeve, looking as if he had smudged it. Feng Yanbing was furious…
Feng Wu stared at Feng Yanbing. "Do you have something to say? If not, I have something to tell you."
Feng Yanbing didn't see that coming.
He had always been a cold-blooded man, but other people had always been nice to him. Feng Yanbing was under the impression that no matter how he treated other people, as long as he wanted to, he would be able to make them happy.
At that thought, Feng Yanbing fought back his anger and smiled at Feng Wu. "Fine, tell me. What do you want to say?"
Feng Wu sat down in a chair and said unhurriedly, "What am I going to say? Of course, I'm going to get even."
Feng Yanbing asked, "Get even?"
Feng Wu asked, "Did you know Princess Royal before you married my mother?"
Feng Yanbing frowned.
Feng Wu stared at him. "Speak."
