Nianhe's words, like a ladle of cold water poured into a boiling pot of oil, splattered numerous scalding droplets, enough to fully cook Zhou Fenyang.
"Ah? So, it turns out that you're actually fond of him, and that's why you're sourly criticising him!"
"That really shouldn't be done, how can you drive someone into a corner without even clarifying things..."
Zhou Fenyang's face turned pale, and her hands began to tremble.
She had never imagined that this delicate girl would push her to this extent, and she was momentarily at a loss.
Wang Hong's expression softened, and she clicked her tongue in her mind.
No wonder even Widow Zhao was no match, this girl's mouth is truly lethal!
Feng Wei wore a look of shock, with only two thoughts in his mind—
No wonder Brother Cheng kept her so tightly hidden, just like Zhou Xu said, this girl is really like a celestial maiden; and... Sister Fen Yang is doomed!
As for the center of the conversation, Su Yuncheng...
