Weng Jingke, Fang Manxue and Long Shuhai stood a respectable distance away from him. Their heads were bowed in fear.
The temperature in the living room had dropped by several degrees due to Bai Qinghao's angry expression. The frigid cold left their hearts trembling in anxiety.
Fang Lilan nervously lifted her head and glanced around the place.
Fang Xinxin had noticed something amiss with the atmosphere from the moment she stepped into the front yard. After entering the living room, she felt that the atmosphere was even stranger.
Fang Lilan directly grabbed Fang Xinxin's wrist and dragged her over. She then began shouting. "Xinxin, you brat! Where did you get the courage to do something like this!"
"Do what?" Fang Xinxin lifted her brows.
"Weng Jingke has told us everything!" Fang Lilan said this angrily. "Do you admit it?"
Anyone would assume she was referring to the conflict that she had with Weng Jingke earlier.
