"What in seven hells' name was that?" Zhang Fengxi roughly pushed Zhou Guiying against the wall outside of the restaurant. He then grabbed him by his lapels, forcing the latter to look into his eyes.
Zhou Guiying gulped nervously when their faces were just ten centimeters apart from each other.
So this was what fear felt like.
Xie Jianyu and his two little maids barely left, and here was Zhang Fengxi, making him pay for his harmless flirtation.
"Brother Fengxi, ah, why so serious? Come on, that was only for fun."
Zhou Guiying tried to downplay the situation with a light banter, but Zhang Fengxi had the opposite mood.
"It was not funny."
"..."
Zhang Fengxi, this alpha tiger, did not have any sense of humor at all, Zhou Guiying decided.
Seeing that Zhou Guiying remained unrepentant, Zhang Fengxi tightened his grip around the mermaid prince's neck. The latter gasped when he felt the ground beneath his feet disappear.
