“Which media outlet is this news from? Let me see if it’s a misplaced shot or a pieced-together picture? It’s impossible for Xiao Qiao to have dinner with bronze. They’re not that close, and Xiao Qiao is still waiting for me... This must be a piece of nonsense written by the media! I’m going to get even with them!”
Feng Chu was fuming as she issued a series of questions.
She had almost forgotten that she was still being pressed against the wall by the man.
A crack gradually appeared on Lu Han Jiu’s cold face.
Woman!
Beside him, there was actually still time to worry about other men!
He was courting death!
His tone was gloomy. “Bronze? You called him so intimately. He’s dating another woman. Are you very jealous? Now You’re so jealous that you want to go over and look for him right away, aren’t you? ! Who do you think you are to be worried about a little puppy?”
Feng Chu frowned. “What nonsense are you talking about? I’m worried about Little Qiao... Ugh!”
