Xiang Nanfeng initially planned to speak first, but he didn't expect Jian Ai's tone to be so merciless. His expression froze, and he opened his mouth, trying to say something.
After a while, Xiang Nanfeng couldn't help but say, "Why are you so rash?"
Jian Ai looked at Xiang Nanfeng in confusion and almost laughed. "You think I'm too harsh with my words now? How did you talk to our people from Longxing before?"
Xiang Nanfeng looked embarrassed and scratched the back of his head, looking like he was in the wrong.
Jian Ai couldn't be bothered to embarrass him. She pursed her lips impatiently and said, "What's the matter? If you have something, speak. If not, leave! I'm going to be late!"
"There's something!" Xiang Nanfeng widened his eyes and blurted.
Jian Ai was a little surprised. Xiang Nanfeng didn't look like he was here for revenge, but other than that, she couldn't think of anything else.
