Zhong Guangping said irritatedly, "All right, where's Lin Lin? What do you want?"
Zhou Furong picked up a teapot and poured two cups of water. She took up a cup and sipped from it, then handed the other cup to Zhong Guangping. "What's the hurry? Have some water. I just want to have a few words with you, and then I'll leave."
"I'm not thirsty. Where is Lin Lin?"
Zhong Guangping could not be bothered to deal with her, so he started to look for her himself.
Zhou Furong immediately went over to restrain him, then deliberately pressed herself against him. Zhong Guangping jumped in fright and backed away. "What are you doing?"
Zhou Furong said angrily, "I just want to say a few words to you. What can I do to you? Why are you so worried about her? She's just a hen that can't lay eggs. What's so good about her?"
Zhong Guangping was so angry that he was speechless. Zheng Lin was in her hands, so he decided to pacify Zhou Furong as best as he could.
