Ouyang Ming heard He Fei coughing badly and his hands that were about to reach for the door stopped. He said with a disappointed tone of voice, "Ah He, this is the end of our friendship. Since you're willing to suck up to the man who killed your father, go ahead and do so!"
Ouyang Ming's words were too hurtful. He Fei was so angry that veins stood out on his forehead.
He tried his best to suppress his cough and shouted at Ouyang Ming, "Ah Ming, what the f*ck are you talking about? If you don't believe me, you can make a call home and ask. I know you hate Second… Lu Jingye, and I don't like him either. However, he never lies and everyone in our circle knows that, isn't that right?"
"He doesn't lie…? Ha!" Ouyang Ming took out his phone and dialed a number. At the same time, he turned on the speaker and said fiercely, "Call them and ask, right? You better not get too agitated then!"
