Yang Feng felt a particular pair of eyes glowering on his woman. When he saw it was Xia Mengxi, his gaze became cold, threatening her without words.
Xia Mengxi began to shake when her eyes met with Yang Feng's. She was overwhelmed by his presence and authority. All he had to do was lightly stomp his feet and the Zheng's would start trembling in their shoes… He was not a man she dared to offend.
"G-good evening, Mr. Yang." She nervously responded, not sure what she should do. Was he angry that she did not address him? She realized many of the women also didn't do so, but Ling Fulei did, and she figured it was all that mattered.
"Did I say you have the right to utter my name?"
At his words, she felt a bucket of cold water splash onto her. Without the protection of Zheng Tianyi, she couldn't stand her ground. Even if he was here, she realized, they would never be able to match his presence…
