No way!
She must have noticed that her lipstick had rubbed off and made a wild guess.
Fang Manxue quickly wiped away the remaining lipstick with a napkin. She said calmly, "Besides Bai Qinghao, how could I possibly kiss another man?"
"Then, why are there lipstick stains from some other man on your face?"
Fang Manxue was startled. She instinctively shifted her hand up to wipe her face, but then recalled that Li Bingpan did not use lipstick. "Fang Xinxin, do you find it fun to try and fool me?"
"Aiyo, does my second sister have a guilty conscience?" Fang Xinxin covered her mouth and laughed lightly.
Fang Manxue harrumphed coldly. "Who has a guilty conscience? Anyway, the commander knows clearly that I only hold him in my heart. I will only give my body to him! You're a rotten pair of lips that keeps causing conflicts between the two of us."
"If that's the case, Fang Manxue, your lips are way more rotten than mine!"
