No one could blame her for this matter. They could only blame Leng Qirui for being too impulsive.
Chi Yang walked toward Leng Qirui with a cold expression, stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck from behind like a cat before twisting him around and walking out without any explanation. He let out a cold statement as he walked:
"Let's talk."
At the same time, Zhong Nuannuan smiled at Leng Jinpeng, her smile seemingly totally innocent.
"What's going on?" Leng Jinpeng felt that he had been completely embarrassed.
