"Fengfeng, you're here!" A shrill voice spoke up, high pitched like a girl.
Zhao Lifei's eyes sharpened and her expression became fierce as she glowered up at Yang Feng. Oh, so the friend was a lady. What a wonderful surprise.
"I've been waiting for you!" A beautiful woman strolled into the room, seductively swaying her hips side-to-side as she practically ran towards Yang Feng.
Zhao Lifei was about to speak up, when Yang Feng said, "Take off the wig and makeup. You're going to cause a misunderstanding." He scowled, sidestepping his friend. He could already feel his woman glaring daggers at him, demanding an explanation for this. He tightened his hold on her hands to prevent her from wriggling out of it.
The woman pouted, batting her long lashes at Yang Feng. She had high cheekbones, a squarish, almost rough jawline, but she worked it perfectly with her makeup. "Fengfeng, you're no fun!" She tried to grab his arm, but he easily pushed her away, his eyes ablaze.
